I am the aching desert
After rain
And you
The fire in my veins
Inside me
Blooming poetry
From wildflowers
Their flames
Briefly incandescent
Burning me
To ashes
And casting me
Upon the winds
Everything
Fading
Slowly away
© Ann Bagnall

I am the aching desert
After rain
And you
The fire in my veins
Inside me
Blooming poetry
From wildflowers
Their flames
Briefly incandescent
Burning me
To ashes
And casting me
Upon the winds
Everything
Fading
Slowly away
© Ann Bagnall
I love the way you tell it!🌺🎶💕
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Thank you!
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You are most welcome Annie.
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