The Night
I am without you for another day
the rain is cold and I tremble
as I envy its’ touch on you
do you hear me whisper
on the breeze tonight?
my heart sings your name
but the melody is sad
for you are the only one I see
we are like two flames
burning in the night
as fragile as a dream
which rising winds
bear far away
you are the ache in my heart
a voice inside of me
and the night
empty of your presence
is ever full of restless ghosts
© Ann Bagnall
