Memories of you
frayed and fading
yet still they haunt me
and I cling to them
revisiting the pain
there are long seconds
when I imagine
I can hear your voice
from far away
a melancholy refrain
and in my solitude
it comforts me
until reality
surfaces again
© Ann Bagnall

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