The Shore Meets Us Now, and We’re No Longer Lost at Sea

A Prose Poem

Photo by Priscilla Du Preez on Unsplash

Do you see the way the waves caress the shore? You used to run your fingertips across my skin just like that. And, much like the moon’s pull on the tides, you made me surge and retreat, rise and falter.

Now I’m just that lonely moon up there in the sky, close enough to see the stars but so far from touching their…