They came floating upward
horizontal
until they met the water's break
floating up to the seductive blackness
up to the lonely stars
My heart broke as I watched them
remembering each one
the weight of promises now trailing
behind them
like seaweed from the deep
their faces once alive with kisses,
pleas, remonstrations
now pale, passive, content
their arms that once reached out or
swung by their sides as they walked away
now quietly level with their spent hips
And I in my circle of one
And I in my circle of one
