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Time is like the windwhispering in the eavesconstant and driftingon the edge of the nightand rolling in with the tide© Ann Bagnall
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We stoodat the edge timean unseen tidedrew us withinwe never sensedthe fragile groundon which we builtour dreamsbut now as the seagives me the true notesof her melancholyyour face is all I seeand your...
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Like a ship at sealost on the aching swellof the tidein the shrouds of nightlove comes calling softlyfrom beyond the mistsit falls over mein gentle cascadesand the pull of the moonwill reveal the...
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The frail breezes of eveningserenade the tides of nightthe sound of distant bellswhisper a promise to the moonI hear it echo between ussoft like butterfly wingsadrift upon the colours of a sigh© Ann...
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In the labyrinth of night I still feel you in each corner of my heart your echoes drift swimming in silence where the soft wind weaves our secrets into sweet songs lends them wings to float to me in...
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In the dark cornersof my broken heartripples of youendlessly bloomingIn the shadowsI am as lonelyas the distant seamy tide ebbing awayand I know that the moonwon’t bring you back to me© Ann Bagnall
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The unseen tidedrew us withinwe never sensedthe rising stormbut now the seagives me the notesof her true melancholy © Ann Bagnall
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Time is drifting on the relentless tideyour voice is silent tonightyet your essence clings to methoughts flow like silkthese black waterscarry the echoes of your whispersthe wheeling shadows surround...
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Time is drifting on the relentless tideyour voice is silent tonightyet your essence clings to meagain, the descent into darknessthoughts flow like silkthe soft murmurs of these black waterscarry the...
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In the expectant gloomscents of seductiondrifting in the darkeninggentle lilies swaying in the fading lightlong stalks quivering, whispering along the pathsas the daylight runs away like an ebbing...
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