Only The Breeze


Come back in dreams

Come back in tears

Come whispering by

In slow silent clouds into the night

Too sweet too bitter of memories and sighs

Come to me in moonbeams

On misty shadows – in the

Still hours – when I walk

In sweet visions with you again

Gather me in sorrow

Kiss my loneliness and pain

Breath for breath

Speak low – whisper to me

In the deepening of the night

We love each other and the memories of love

I lie down alone – bitterly, beloved

It is only the breeze in its listlessness

Whispering to me

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Reality and I have quarrelled. This is where I go so he can't find me, my Other Place. Here I can spin my Fancies and Fiction, as I wander among the Stars and listen as they whisper their secret to the moon. My name is Annie, I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself. I love cats, listening to the blues, the mountains more than the beach, being lazy, writing my fancies and fiction and I also love to crochet. That's me and this is my Other Place.

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