The Night, A Clever Seductress

…takes me down

I awake once more
to hear the rain
and the voice
of distant thunder
I have been searching
in my dreams for you

I walk down
empty hallways
tread the well-worn paths
and then
I always wonder
what brought me here

but my heart
my heart
is the most worn
all these years
far from each other
alone amidst
my tangled sheets

how I need
to feel your touch
even in the silence
I am never alone
you still fill
the empty spaces

I feel the night
all around me
and I feel you
in my liquid dreams
but the last of them
always slips
through my fingers

Annie's Poetry