…empty of your presence

I am here without you
another lonely day
the rain is cold
and like the trees
I am trembling
as I envy its’ touch on you

do you hear me
softly whispering
on the breeze tonight?
my heart is broken
and my soul sings your name
but the melody is sad

for you are the only one I see
we are always two flames
burning in the night
but love is always
as fragile as a dream
which rising winds
bear far away

you are the ache
in my heart
a constant voice
inside of me
and the vast night
empty of your presence
is ever full of restless ghosts
© Ann Bagnall