…of love

Caught in the eddies
the circular tides of love are so elusive
like smoke drifting across the sky
a fragile thought
difficult to hold on to
and your fragrance still lingers
like a lost promise
shoreless seas of dreams
as deep as your eyes
waves of violet velvet rolling ever on
faceless shadows everywhere
fading in and out
roaming this illusive realm
now desire fills me
now the dark pain of parting
unwinding inside
aching from wounds that refuse to heal
falling backwards into you
against the racing current
© Ann Bagnall