The Tide of Time


The Tide of Time

Love comes to me

In endless dreams

Where no one sees

And no one really knows

The night flows

And tumbles like clouds

Trickling without a sound

Into an hourglass of desire

You into me

And me into you

Amongst our sighs

An endless merging

We flow from form to form

But this hour

Has left me drowning

In the rolling waves of night

And the tide of time

Flows over me

And washes you away

© Ann Bagnall 2014.

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