Slip

Love me now
Holding to your griping hope
I bead between me
Watering me out.
I am slipping.
Love me now.
Love who I was?
No.
Sea of love when you see me
Now
Not who I was
Then
What I could
Be, not me
Hope in me …
What if I slip?
I don’t love me
You love me, not I
Before I slip,
Before you go,
Hold this rock.
Dry my secrets into nothingness
Bleed my sins onto myself.
So that when I
Slip
Fall
Back
You won’t be above
Looking
Down
Wondering
If you could love
Me
Still
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