…nevertheless

Listen to the ancient voices
calling from the dark
only heard by your heart
and answered by my whispers
the heart remembers, the heart endures
deep it lies in the tides of dreams
there it ever shall remain
the silent messenger of infinite secrets
bringing the sound alive once more
when I call, can you hear my voice?
listen, my love, hear me
like the misplaced words of some long forgotten song
breathe the scent of evening flowers
listen for my heartbeat which beats for you alone
listen for my footsteps that are just a breath away
and speak to me in whispers soft of midnight hue
the echoes of unspoken words
are ever longed for
haunting every violet night
you are not alone
for I will love you nevertheless
© Ann Bagnall