Alone again
shadows without substance
shifting in the darkness
I softly release my longing
into sorrowful winds
the taste of dreams
lingering upon my tongue
I am floating weightless
like a lost petal
into the mirror still
shallows of loss
a single teardrop the only sound
shattering the glass in the frame
© Ann Bagnall

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