Tides

I lose you.

I find you.  Again and again.

Crushed and abandoned,

transformed and embraced.

 

You are my warm, sunny day and

my bone-chilled November night.

My life wavers between

 

Redemption and Banishment

 

Every moment your eyes pronounce judgment.

 

My world, balanced on a wisp of spider-silk,

shakes with the softest breeze from your lips,

 

 I am anchorless, adrift with only love

    To keep me afloat.

 

And it is enough.