I awaken to the rain
and the voice of distant thunder
In my dreams I am never alone
you still fill my empty spaces
The night and memories surround me
but the last of them
always slips through my fingers
as the moment cascades around me
and the night, a clever seductress, takes me down
© Ann Bagnall

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