When Love
Here in the shadows
drowning in memories
I am the voice
of my own heart breaking
my mirrored reflection
weeps oceans of tears
trying to catch my breath
tumbling once more into the flames
and when love finally looked
it saw my deepest mysteries
my deepest longings
and deepest ecstasies
collected into quiet pools
flowing through my veins like fire
its brushes painted me anew
in all the colours of you
and filled my aching soul once more
© Ann Bagnall
