…the deep wells of the heart

Another day vanquished
and I am ankle deep in the shallows of longing
almost too lovely, too painful, to be endured
we are forever entwined, like the sky meets the sea
a thundering silence engulfs everything
it penetrates everywhere, emptily echoing
I hear the quiet sound of breathing
and see the fine lines, between reflections
now a pale ghost, more fragile than glass
is quietly blooming in the shadows
my sorrow is still softly breathing
to the distant tune of your distant heart
unfolding, retracting, unwinding
a momentary lapse, buried
in the light of the moon
and the music of your soul
is faintly drifting in the silence
a trembling song of ice
cold windows and dark mirrors
the deep wells of the heart
I think of you and I feel a door opening
a world away from here
an errant breeze, softly touches my cheek
ever so gentle, like a kiss
and the tendrils of dreams
slip slowly away into the dawning
©Ann Bagnall