In the shelter of my dreams
I imagine our arms
sweetly entwined
in midnight walks
galaxies drifting
in the sable deep
like diamonds in ink
magnolias and roses
ivory and claret
melting together into the night
until dawn finds me empty
in the echoes of silence
© Ann Bagnall

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