Poetry Clips – Ache (Drifting Out To Sea)


A butterfly

As blue as your eyes

Drifting drowsily

A nightingale

Sings achingly

And oh so mournfully

Both adrift

Upon the wind

Like a boat

Drifting out to sea

Both as alone as me

© Ann Bagnall

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