Memories of you briefly incandescent
figments of illusion secreted in mists
a fine-spun silken rigging
that trembles with the thunder
one fatal footstep on this forbidding track
and I find myself once again
upon the crest of a dream
aching at the loss
© Ann Bagnall

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