adrift, adieu — chapter 6 — losing touch
with tear-tracked cheek
and tear-stained eye
you drift on a receding tide
the prevailing wind
taking you away
pulled away
adrift
from me
i watch you
unable to recall you
to me
unable to reach you
unable to take hold
of the past
as you slide into
a different future
i watch you
unable
but not unwilling
still wishing
still wanting
now missing
you
even your words
are tossed on the wind
carried with you
not to me
leaving only
old echoes
and word ghosts
in my heart