Darkness black beyond the glass
moonlight white softly flowing
mists diaphanous whispering secrets
confided from the shadows to the night
I imagine for a moment that I hear them
in the melody of a sad song
but it speaks of one thing
while revealing another
© Ann Bagnall

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