…are drifting in

The shadows of evening are gently falling across the threshold
shifting in the twilight memories are drifting in
ever clinging to my soul, an endless ache from another time
a time when we were close
when in the darkness I would trace my fingers softly across your lips
as if to feel your thoughts
to follow the shadowed paths in the lines upon your brow
but the light has changed us both, we are not as we were then
hearts have been broken and unbroken, time after time
the world spins beneath usand together we are falling out of gravity’s embrace
the wind rushes past us as we tumble through empty space
we are weightless here, your body against mine
and as we drift into the unknown our love is our light
where ever we land, wherever that may be, I know that you are home
and there is nowhere else I long to be
© Ann Bagnall