Poetry Clips – Ache (The Shadows Are Sighing)


Warm desires

The river flows unseen

Melting

Without warning

Over me

The shadows are sighing

And the air

Is as warm as a kiss

And when I ache

And when I search

You are always there

To find

© Ann Bagnall

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