Poetry Clips – Ache (The Pulsing Tide)


I am the pulsing tide

The sudden soft breeze

In the breath of twilight

I am the seconds

Between the lightning

The open book

That longs to be read

I am the soul that aches

To be touched

And this

You have always known

Since the beginning

© Ann Bagnall

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