Alone again
listening to the sobbing waves
caressing the sand
winter settles stone still
in my soul
I long to remember
and as the wind passes
I hear you calling
subtle sorcery
a spell so easily cast
and my heart
is beautifully broken
over and over and over
© Ann Bagnall

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