Loss (The Scent Of Roses)


Through the open window

Of my heart

I watch the moonlight fall

On the pages of a book

Long unread

I reach

As if to touch your memory

The night is heavy

With the scent of roses

The sweetness

Clinging to my skin

©Ann Bagnall

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