In the dream
your soul calls to me
in the closeness of the dark
thunder rumbles gently
and the wind sobs in mournful cadence
I see you, fleetingly the pain in your eyes lost
for just a moment, as if you feel my heart
meeting yours upon the breeze
© Ann Bagnall

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