This Flame That Devours

With the absence of you

The clouds gather beneath me

And the roaring winds

Are like changing tides

With every passing hour

I wish the words from your mouth

Thoughts like autumn leaves

Twist into fluttering piles

Or drift on alone

As I do

And with the breeze

I let it pass

This flame that devours

Memories

Like the flight of a delicate petal

The timeless flow of water

Unending

My sails unfurled

To catch the breeze

The quiet kiss

That has no end

You tread lightly

Softly as you go

And I see you again

Framed

By an empty window

© Ann Bagnall 2014.