The shadow of your passing
emerging from doorways
Then disappearing
in a haze of drained colour
Rooms filled
with faded elegance
suspended in time
A fragile silence
finding refuge in emptiness
Despite the deep winter in my soul
nothing has changed
Some closeness holds me here
that I might enter once again
and find you waiting
over and over
© Ann Bagnall

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