you slip away
pearls in
your wake
knocking against
my dress hem
no anchors
to slow you
no nets to
confine you
no sharp barbs
to wound you
no desperate
clawing you
back to land no
only my sweetest
words
spun into
the most heartrending
song and there on
the rocks of your
great shore
i wait
patiently
Alysia Angel 
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