…stalks my heart

Your absence
falls heavily upon me
an endless silken veil
that wraps itself
around me
and drains the blue
from the sky
and the sea
that fades
the fragile blossoms
as they dance
blissful
upon the breeze

in those moments
of melancholy
I wonder
if loneliness stalks you
like winter
stalks my heart
stealing
the breathless beauty
from the dew drenched
dawn

turning the gentle
swirling mists
into cold
clutching
fingers of grief
like the ones
that reach inside of me
chilling me
to the core
on even
the warmest day
© Ann Bagnall
2015