I like to float across the waves,
you like to watch, sea breeze on your face.
You feel sand on your fingertips,
I taste salt on my lips.
As the water inches up the land,
we draw closer but you pull back your hand,
so I ride the tide out again
and you watch me drift away.
The ocean, my unsettled grave,
dark and still, beneath the waves,
did you ever lose faith
in me returning to the surface again?
I fall into a cold trance.
The undiscovered fish, my new friends,
swim around my sinking body,
no lifeguard here to help me.
When I finally come up for air,
I look to see that you’re not there.
The beach is dust on the horizon.
A small mercy – the sun is rising.
Elfie is a co-founder and former editor of Derby University’s Writer’s Block magazine and has a Master of Arts in publishing. She lives in Derbyshire, England. When she isn’t writing, she plays the piano and watches horror films with her grandparents. Elfie can be found at @elfieinbloom.