Annie's Poetry

February 15, 2022February 6, 2022

The night is liquid
Flowing through me
like a shadow’s sigh
The seas of memory
are restless under the moon
I hear footsteps fall
in my heart alone
and the emptiness opens up
© Ann Bagnall

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