Sharing in the late-afternoon sun
reeled in by a touch here,
kept on the line with a tap there,
smile caught in peripheral sight lines.
Just enough bait to keep casting hope.

Stories seldom told, shared
deeds, misdeeds, lost opportunities,
hard-won victories, and intimacies.
Testing the waters for discretion.

Ghostselves dance in dappled light,
on shore’s edge, slipping
between the lines of inquiry.
A warmth wraps around and lingers long
past frosty goodbyes and fair-thee-wells.

Connection pulling, resistance building,
doubts write tales of reaction and inaction,
friction and the occasional F’you.

Melodies drift through smoke
seeking fresh air and comfort,
every moment, ever felt, surfacing.

An all too familiar past, free floating
An all too irreconcilable future, unmoored
yet to be shared, all merge into a new story.
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