…are merged again

Sometimes a lifetime won’t suffice
when two souls chance upon each other
lives that touch for a brief instant
love does not recognise the transience of life
time does not dim the memory of perfection
found in a single moment of tenderness
when destinations differ but destinies are forever bound
there will come a time when one thought
lost to the crowds, is a familiar shadow on the swell
and the separate paths are merged again
so, hold my echo in your heart, think of me gently
of what was and what could have been
love transcends the barriers of time, of age and space
the soul always longs for a companion
in the gentle murmurs of deep, black waters
there are threads woven together by fate
wandering the vast corridors of silent thoughts
and when your heart is over full, let me carry your whispers
as secrets I will keep, for eternity
© Ann Bagnall
2012