When dreams pull me under
I call out across the ocean.
You meet me at your shore
and there is nothing to  hold to
but silvery shadows that cross
and uncross in my slumbering sea.
I bend to you as fragile as  sea foam
tossed in wind rifts  you release
from unfastened hands. 
This is how I love you, a prisoner of repetition,
like endless waves you come and go.




art by Victor Bauer


50 thoughts on “Nothing Has Changed

  1. I enjoyed the poetry with love and the romance of the ocean’s push and pull. The swaying waves with undulating motion always seem so sensual to me, Holly. This was a perfect reference to an inconsistent lover.

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