The Line between

Like a needle

pulling  thread

from the shore

to the Ocean’s bed

To be seen and unheard

like letters on the pages

dispelling  a word

Like the tide 

his love 

withdraws and advances

My heart

A cold shore

Beaded and gritty

Each time

My bounty;

Of infiniteness 

Is lessened...

And lessened 

Talk to me;

Don’t 

Talk to me.

See me

Don’t 

See me.

Like embers in the night

My love burns 

Fierce 

Like a light

But the wind 

My love

To dim and lull

This inner conflict 

this push and pull

Hot and cold 

touch and go

to feel loved 

Then,

in that same breath;

repelled.

Uncertainty rises

My love dispelled.

Hold me

Hear me

All I want is you near me

Hot and Cold 

Touch and go

Hang on tight love

There’s

More to this tale 

I

Know