Sinking

I can feel
the drain
in my face

the draft
in our conversations
the dwindling
of our intimacy

slow evidence
of decension
unrescued emotions
undone passion


phases of the moon
out of sync
bruised

I am alone
without comfort
in your lack luster love

Copyright 2011 CS Knight

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