slide away

A poem by me, a lovely piece of art by Duane.

I feel you slipping—

grains of you,

sliding,

p o u r i n g

through my fingers,

drifting toward a shore

I can never reach.

The water pulls back,

my feet stranded,

your love once lapping —

now a retreating tide,

a slow, silent theft.

I watch it go,

that gallant love

you once gave freely,

dragged

into the unreachable horizon,

a dim line where promises sink

like stones,

vanishing into the deep

unknown.

I remain here,

salt-bitten

hollow,

the taste of you

still on my lips—

a bitter,

saline ghost

of hope denied.

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Thanks for reading! I appreciate it!

A huge ‘thank you’ to Duane for sharing his work with me, and igniting that creative spark.

Love and light 🌸🩷🌸