…are intertwined

Formless shadows stalk me from the distance
restlessly shifting in the darkness, like memories
their bony fingers scratching out your name
into the cold, white solitude of my long broken heart
above me is the vastness of the heavens
and the endless rhythm of the nocturnal winds
as I stand here alone, I feel the ages slowly drifting
and the the breath of ages exhales, not concealing
the heat it harbours nestling deep within
the vapours mock my frozen isolation
as I seek to light my darkness all in vain
the passages of time wind on into the distance
our footsteps there to wander nevermore
and I ponder if we will ever find ourselves again
or if we will once again again, turn our pages
somewhere deep inside of me, I know that our heart strings
and the songs of our souls, are intertwined
held together, by eternal knots, that we can never unbind
©Ann Bagnall