Butterflies of Memories


Butterflies of memories

Drifting

In and out of dreams

Fragments

Just out of reach

Floating

At the end of silken threads

In the dark corners

In the tangled

Endless branches

Of the night

Shadows

Shrouded in mists

That swirl away from me

As I reach

And melt

At my touch

Butterflies

Of memories

That spread their wings

And sail away

On the rippled sea of night

To be swallowed

By the rising tide

Of morning

© Ann Bagnall 2015.

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