…where my melancholy finds me

Amongst the shadows and dust of my long broken heart
there are no sweet whispers drifting upon the breeze
no clocks to mark the moments
in the endless, passing of time
since you last spoke my name
since you last held me, in your arms
I answer the quiet call of loss and surrender
to its cold embrace
where there is only
the
deep
abyss
of silence
the shallow waters
where my melancholy finds me
moonlight still flows through my windows
and I am falling, into the past
as the hours, uncounted slip ever so slowly away
my dreams are fading from view becoming my long lost ghosts
the shadows of the past are shifting back and forth
and a heavy emptiness
fills my soul to overflowing
like waves of winter
I
think
of you
I tremble
longing empties me
just like a low flame untended
your absence consumes me and the tides of love
ebb and flow, like a restless sea
alone in the shadowed hours of these endless nights
I feel your soul, close to me but in my heart, I also know
that the path we once walked
can never be retraced
hours
fade
flowers
lose petals
alone once again
my heart paints your face on my soul
just as the seasons arrive but never, ever, stay
in time I have come to cherish
the quiet corners where my restless mind
constantly replays, the soft echoes of our yesterdays
all those gentle moments, almost lost in time
but that I cannot leave behind
our secrets whispered
into a carrying wind
deep
wells
sorrow
fills me up
darkness is growing
you still linger in the shallows
© Ann Bagnall