…of your deep azure eyes

Warned by a footfall in the deepest of dreams
I can hear your voice, carried on gentle breeze
in the mournful, aching pull of the rippling tide
and the silent songs softly circling in the moonlight
I can hear you whispering
all the secrets of the universe
like waves of winter
your absence consumes me
and I drift even closer
so I can perhaps once again
gaze into the empty mirror, where I might find
the beautiful depths of your deep azure eyes
an emptiness where once again, I can find myself
for a single instant, my heart leaps to see your face
for I will know you, somehow as the world outside
fades softly out of sight, while here my dreams
memories whisper to me
gentle moments that time left behind
there is the fragrance of roses
and my thoughts are pulling you closer
you always took my breath away
so many paths we walked together
you are a presence that still lingers and transcends all
the gentle moments that time has left behind
something about you, caresses my soul
there is an unspoken promise
and it touches me this day
whispered secrets that always fade too soon
lost, now faded to grey, it will never be the same
I am now just a reflection of the past
the shadows of yesterday walk quietly beside me
and I ache for the time that they finally set me free
© Ann Bagnall