Languid night
fragrant moon
dusky aching moments
dreams of you
beauty incarnate
a cacophony of desire
deep in my soul
your echoes fleeting
oh how I crave
these lucid imaginings
fragile seconds of joy
our beating hearts
the only sound
akin to our falling stars
ever darkness bound
© Ann Bagnall

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