Poetry Clips – One Hour Left (How Sweetly It Hurts)


One hour left

How sweetly it hurts

Walk with me

Hand in hand

Across the trackless reaches

Adrift in open seas

Wandering

Until the end of days

Catching the last fires

Of the night

And following the steps

Of the errant wind

© Ann Bagnall

Inspired by a writing prompt on Twitter from @FromOneLine

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