…into the ethers of time

The last of the moonlight
filters through the window
casting a pale glow as it fades
there is a flicker of movement
in the cold glass
and my heart skips a beat

but it is just my reflection
staring back at me
I close my eyes
the questions that haunt me
still linger in the awakening

your eyes were full of sorrow
that I could never understand
and even now the source eludes me
as I stand here alone
in the soft light of dawn

my pulse is racing
I am unable to shake the dream
but my heart will not concede
I feel the warmth of your breath
still lingering upon my skin

I reach for you
longing for your touch
but all that remains
are these fragile memories
lost in my thoughts
I languish in the silence

I ache to look into your eyes
to touch your cheek
to feel your beating heart
but only emptiness surrounds me
as I gaze out into the new day

the shadow in the mirror
a constant reminder
of the love that was lost
of the hearts that were broken
the words that went unspoken

memories of moments
that felt like a lifetime
I hold them close
for they are all that remains
but each breathless moment
echoing from the mirror
brings you to me once more

here, where I feel your presence
and I whisper your name
over and over
into the ethers of time
© Ann Bagnall