Melting Away

Whispered sighs on  gentle breezes

A soft brush across your cheek

Slipping away in the darkness

A quiet yearning echo

Across the velvet night

Slow-burning it dies like a flame

Too late the truth reveals itself

Only a touch and we knew

A mirror of ourselves

The music of rivers

Sings sadly sweetly

And drifts through the hourglass

Of endless time

Dreams uncounted

A single lonely voice

But we are only watching

Through the passing of the years

Bearing a longing

For a meeting of souls and blending of hearts

Then slowly melting away

© Ann Bagnall 2014 (Revised 2019)