Pauline Prior-Pitt

yours are the only footprints
on the shore

I walk beside them
close to the water

sometimes treading
to match your stride

sinking in
making myself at home

together in the silence
of no one else

where you curve away
towards the west
I’m tempted to follow

but with the sun behind me
my shadow is always
pointing north

I turn to watch
where you have gone

but you are miles away
and so am I

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