Moon (Our Song)

My days follow my nights

A shadow is thrown

A precious moment lost to clouds

The sky fades from blue to grey

And a gentle rain falls within

Everything changing colour

My nights pass without emotion

Across the still and shimmering sky

An achingly silver moon

Adrift as if in open seas

An inspiration to the darkness

It seems now but vacant space

His silence is unexplained

Like an old scar that continues to ache

Hours seem to pass slowly

This darkness travels afar

Like a blanket of ash

Our song now floats upon the breeze

Playing in the darkest shadows

Of my weeping heart

There is the scent of wild violet

And my tears fall as heavy as pearls

Like secrets

Whispered into a desolate wind

© Ann Bagnall  

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