…as the tides crave the moon

Together we flew too close to the sun
where the heat between us, melted my very soul
I felt it flowing towards you
anticipating the merging of our seas
our souls together for eternity
but instead our tides ebbed and flowed
with each cycle of the moon
finding only sand and stones and rocky shores
ever blind to the distance between us 
until finally, in a moment of clarity
I could see that you were too far away for me to reach
that I had been left behind
like the tides leave broken shells and stones dulled over time
like seaweed and driftwood, abandoned
to the will of the wind and sun 
in desolation I found myself alone, my heart drifting in darkness
where knots of silence replaced the tender whispers
where flowers of love once bloomed
dark weeds now wound like vines around my heart
I was slowly spiralling into sorrow
assailed by the echoes of a melody once treasured
now feared in equal measure
for the shadows of memories it evoked
from which I could not avert my eyes
from which my heart could not hide
where for a time it felt like a dream
just a moment that would fade in the awakening
but I knew deep in my soul
deep in the very blood that courses through my veins
deep in my heart that still beats for you in vain
that as the sea visits the shore, day after day
in unrelenting regularity
with no affection for anything but the moon
I will hold these memories close lest they should fade too soon
too soon for me, who is now amongst the things left behind
still longing for you with the same desire
as the tides crave the moon
© Ann Bagnall