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Rain falling on cobblestonesblack on blackit feels as if it will never stopmy heart is emptyfallen to echoes © Ann Bagnall
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The echoes of unspoken wordsspeak to me in whispers softhaunting every violet night © Ann Bagnall
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One rose that none may pluck within my heart I holda twilight breeze whispers a promiseand it echoes softly between us © Ann Bagnall
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There are no echoesjust a dark silencethat pulls at methe bitterness of this losssets me adriftinto the darkness© Ann Bagnall
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I dream of my love whisper wishes to the moon the echoes answer rumbles of a distant storm and winds of separation © Ann Bagnall
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…of something once lost Image courtesy of Adobe Stock We always lived a silent lovehearts that were once undisturbedever falling in and out of the mystery and it is that timeit is calling once moreI...
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Echoes of a silken reverieteardrops caressing petalsrain falling softlystars drowning moonlightdarkness serenading nightingalesdreams shifting breezelesssilence descending emptinesslove drifting in...
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…on the breeze Image: ‘Three Lit White Candles And Old Books’ by John Williams I walk the hallswith all my ghosts sorrowhas taken the stars from me those ever burning candlestheir last flames now...
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All is dust, forgottenmy heart is emptyechoes from the pastcome to me upon the windan irresistible ebb and flowunfurled into todayrushing in like the tidereturning over and overin the moonlightand my...
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Silken robes of lossthe moon is casting her spellsechoes call to me© Ann Bagnall
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