…on a carrying wind

We were once tangled together
I saw you through the lens of love
the yet unbroken panes of us
our loss still pending, yet to be named
but now, I am quietly drifting alone
in my endless repeating dreams
there is still a quiet moonlit path
in a velvet night, where I ache to be free
from the constant deluge of longing
I whisper sweet nothings into the night
hoping it will bring you back to me
remembering the precious moments
when we were entangled ’til dawn
my eyes mirror a million stars
and the darkness is alight
with the vivid blooms of yearning
in the silence, my memories flow
I turn once again, to my dreams
as the hands of time circle me
I finally surrender to the night
and sorrow paints the empty hours
your rivers ran through my heart
and our indelible desires forever marked each other
in ways that are still unseen
I was caught in your currents
the iridescent lure, of your aching sea
I thought I could never be washed away
yet here I am, another lifetime away
from the me that I used to be
but now, all the many things
that made me ache, made me need
are slowly melting away in the dark
forming dark rivers of pain
that silently flow through me, again and again and again
the endless empty passages
that you carefully carved through my broken heart
are now overflowing into the emptiness of my soul
now I am here, completely alone
finally aware, finally understanding
that you are now forever lost to me
all that remains, the echoes of us
drifting away on a carrying wind
© Ann Bagnall