Time is drifting on the relentless tide
your voice is silent tonight
yet your essence clings to me
again, the descent into darkness
thoughts flow like silk
the soft murmurs of these black waters
carry the echoes of your whispers
the wheeling shadows surround me
sweeping me away

© Ann Bagnall

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