There is an ache inside of me
that burns with its’ own devotion
it remembers what I try to forget
and holds close what I try to bury
illuminating the shadows
that I wish would disappear
for this is where my ghosts linger
where your echoes still cling
to the abandoned tides
of love that never found the shore
it lights my way in the darkness
through the labyrinth of my loss
always to the same place
the shore we we last met
I wander the corridors
searching for you
but I know, deep in my heart
that you are now a silhouette
a distant shadow shifting in the wind
time is slipping way again
unmaking itself like a broken vow
but your whispers still linger in my soul
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 