Annie's Poetry

June 1, 2022April 27, 2022

Night blooms
In my longing
I am a smothered spark
aching to leap into light
A moth
scorched by its own desire
You are somewhere
in the dark
winter deep
within this heart
A door has closed
another opened
and the only the dreams
remain

©Ann Bagnall

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