In the darkest moments of the night
the hours are slowly fading away
I am clinging on desire’s wall
drenched like petals in the rain
restless and quietly drifting
and like a river seeking the sea
to melt into you and you into me
aching for the warmth of your arms
as the ripples rise and fall, we are drifting
endlessly falling together, downward bound
we sink as one, into that dark and lovely sea
finally alone in the silence
under a fading moon
©Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 