…flooding out in the silence

The night bends near
in deepening shades of indigo
soft as velvet
like beauty held ageless
in winter’s breath

blossoms mingle
with the fragrance of moonlight
clinging on desire’s wall
I am drenched
like the shivering petals
that rise and fall
on the waves of your sea

we let the quiet take us there
ever climbing
then falling
endlessly
flooding out in the silence
I seem to feel you
everywhere
and you fill all of me

finally I am released
we float away
as the leaves in the stream
moonlight and shadow
ebb and flow

I become the candle
and find myself
melting into the dark
and endless depths
of your eyes

© Ann Bagnall