A soft echo is calling to me
from the dark depths of my soul
quietly whispering my name
it has been so long
since I last saw your face
since I last felt your touch
I still remember the ardent desire
and the unquenchable hunger
but now all that remains
are our souls forever drifting
in the quiet eddies of time
© Ann Bagnall

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