Colourless (Empty Dreams)

There was never time

To enfold myself in him

No shades rich enough

To paint him into memory

Endlessly searching

For faint traces

Of his footprints

But the passing years

Have taken them

Does he drift too far

To hear me calling?

In the sleepless waiting

I fall colourless

Into the undulating waves

Of empty dreams

©Ann Bagnall

Image: ‘Haunted Ocean’ By TJ Drysdale

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