…your music
The distance
between us
grows further
every day
in the lost
and lightless corners
of my heart
in the aching silence
of my solitude
I hear your whispers
calling
from far away
like warm night winds
circling my soul
they comfort me
yet still
they won’t reveal
the reason
you went away
in my sorrow
I still feel your music
like rain upon my skin
and I drench myself again
in every note
that you ever played
© Ann Bagnall
