…of a dream

Time is a relentless sea that yearns to open into me
I hear you calling my name
I awaken in you and I can feel you awaken in me
we find comfort in our hearts’ embrace
the colours of the day are endlessly dripping
as watercolours trailing softly down the canvas
my life flows through yours, as yours flows through mine
poured out of ourselves, over the edge
from a pool of darker waters
the air is heavy with the scent of flowers
and we are swept away on a tide of love
always changing, always flowing
I am speaking to you through the voice of the waves
and I know that you are somewhere near
like the shadow of a dream
© Ann Bagnall