A drift of dust shifts
floating in a soft breeze
gently blown away
footprints in the sand
erased by the tide
memories faded and shapeless
emptiness fills me to overflowing
in the arms of darkness
you reach into my dreams
my heart breaks wide open
joy spills out in an endless flood
here, where we have never parted
your hand is ever in mine
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 