Evanescent


Evanescent

Lingering and formless

As a shifting shadow

The ghost of you

Flows through me

Silken and cool

In tones of blue

That whisper low

In the shattering silence

A liquid caress

That holds me close

In this unquiet place

Dreamlike

I am floating

In front of me

I hold my breath

And sense the ebb

The colours slipping

Evanescent

Falling

From my grasp

Melting

Like a distant memory

As you slowly

Fade away

© Ann Bagnall 2015.

Image: Copyright Benjamin Von Wong http://vonwong.com/
Image: Copyright Benjamin Von Wong http://vonwong.com/

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