Annie's Poetry


I am ever in awe

At the mystery of you

But can never really see

Into your swirling depths

I swim in your dreams

And it is an eerie silence

But I can hear it, flooding out

Gently mocking me

I have drunk of sorrow

Of tears and futility

But cannot quench

My thirsty soul

I used to know each tiny crease

On your beloved face

But now I find myself adrift

Alone in the mirror’s frame

I am resident of the void

In the very air you breathe

But if you remember, my love

You will awake once more, with me

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