Wraith of My Soul
twilight whispers
on the winds
of darkness
the wraith
of my soul
listens
assonance of
this empty house
articulates
through walls
of dreams
where desires
call out to you
i can hear
your inaudible voice
answering back
see you standing
in the shadows
of time
awaiting
the hours
of destiny
to allow you
to step forward
into the depths
of my awaiting arms
for now
i rest
in fragments
of hope
and wait
for my love
unknown
to arrive
Copyright © Sandra Adams | Year Posted 2019
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