MOVE ME POETRY — A POETRY COMMUNITY LIKE NO OTHER
Love
Love is a master of disguise
delicately intangible
always hiding its hidden hunger
in the ethereal whispers of our desires
entangled and entwined
I am drowning in your eyes
as the alchemy of our hearts
is forever gently etched upon our souls
this dance is an eternal embrace
where love is evanescent
falling away without warning
vanishing with the night
its soft caresses like ribbons of silk
are lost on a carrying wind
all that remains, reflections of silhouettes
and a fleeting memory of a lonely candle
whose flame, once burning bright
now flickers on the edge of extinction
its evocative echoes lingering long
in the last of the shadows
where once more we are lost in it
surrendering to the darkness
slipping away, we follow the silence
drifting apart, out into the ebb
for love has its own tides
in its time, the flow will turn
and bring us home to where our rivers meet
to where love remains unrelenting, unconditional
calling to us, as soft as a symphony
and piece by broken piece
it is always love alone
that will make us whole again
© Ann Bagnall
