…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 us

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