Another day passes, another day lost
your fingers still play my harp, mystical moments
time stands still for me, the moment forever framed
a heavy emptiness echoes in my heart
the night winds flow in the slow sobbing sky
and in the dark corners of my broken heart
ripples of you endlessly blooming in the shadows
and I am as lonely as the distant sea
my tides are slowly ebbing away
I am falling into the deep abyss of silence
the shallow waters where my melancholy finds me
and I know the moon won’t bring you back to me
© Ann Bagnall
Annie's Poetry 