I am fragile as a blossom
without you
moved more easily now
hours pass so slowly
the dreams
of the night
fade with the sun
my heart is breaking
like a struggle
against the sea
now suddenly hollow
so far apart
the wrinkles
on the coverlet
invoke
such gentle sorrow
© Ann Bagnall

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