The tides are quietly whispering
back and forth, in the ebb and flow
returning bright shining glimpses of light
that eventually disappear into the night
I long for you to hold me close, for I am drifting
and slowly sinking into dark depths
where I might drown in your eyes
yet I know that here there is nothing to fear
for in your heart’s blue sky
I have learned how to fly
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 