…your music

The distance between us
grows further every day
in the lost and lightless
corners of my heart
in the aching silence
of my solitude
I hear your whispers
calling from far away
like warm night winds
circling my soul they comfort me
yet still they won’t reveal
the reason you went away
in my sorrow
I still feel your music
like rain upon my skin
and I drench myself again
in every note that you ever played
© Ann Bagnall