Naming the Demon

I don't want to be afraid of your ghost,
when I cant see you,
when you pass me your loving I know,
its all you can do,
river running and a season to spare,
nothing quite certain,
and then black turns to white as you stare,
into the whirlwinds,
evils don't bother,
a long time has passed,
now its not,
anymore,
there goes another,
piece of your past,
all is well,
like before.