These are not tears love
but raindrops
trailing my cheeks
Wind cuts through me
like a cold knife
Loss is a long winter
floating empty and alone
on an unwelcoming sea
It weighs heavy on me
From the last light
to dawns call
Your absence
troubles me still
© Ann Bagnall

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