Etched within my heart
you are woven
through the pages of my life
the last time that I saw you
in the quiet melancholy
of a stormy day
the aching beauty of the sea
suddenly these things assail me
their sighs and murmurs
spilling over like the waves
painted in colours
that only I can see
© Ann Bagnall

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