…the river still flows unseen

Our final words
our last goodbye
our secret safe in my heart
sealed with love
a perfect entanglement
forever seared
upon my soul

roses are falling on snow
painted in the colours of love
pale-faced and trembling
a leaf falls
crushed by the shadows
the kiss of rain
the salty path of tears
passing from the dark of night

shall there now be only ashes?
it was a long time ago
yet the river still flows unseen
seeking passage and refuge
in my dreams

© Ann Bagnall