Ebb tide returns like a secret
we almost buried—
dragging shadows along the shore
of your name,
I meet you there,
where endings pretend to be gentle.
You move through me, quicksilver
and elusive,
a shimmer I cannot hold, only follow—
each touch
a flicker,
each silence a promise sharpened.
Restless, we unlearn the language
of distance,
your breath
threading darkness into my pulse,
my hands
remembering
what restraint tried to erase.
Sea foam blooms and collapses
at our edges,
white as confession, brief as mercy—
we dissolve into it,
again
and again, unafraid of ruin.
There is a hunger that feels like
devotion,
a quiet ache dressed as reverence—
I wear it for you,
like a bruise beneath silk.
Peace does not arrive as stillness
here, but
as surrender
to the storm we’ve chosen—
a soft undoing,
deliberate and complete.
And in that dark, we become something
tender,
not untouched,
not forgiven—
but beautifully, irrevocably undone.
Photo credits: Pinterest
Merril hosts at dVerse where she invites us to use five words from a list,
I chose ebb tide, quicksilver, restless, sea foam and peace 💛
Posted for Poetics: Names of the Rose @dVerse Poets Pub
33 Responses
sigh…..you’ve done it again! This just literally takes my breath away and I LOVE the images you’ve chosen to illustrate your oh so romatic words!
These words among my favorite:
“I wear it for you,
like a bruise beneath silk.”
You just have a romantic, almost erotically soft way with words!
Thank you so much, Lillian 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
Bravo!!!
Much love
❤️❤️❤️
My goodness, we chose a lot of the same rose names, Sanaa! I love the phrases ‘dragging shadows along the shore of your name’, ‘a shimmer I cannot hold’, and the lines:
‘a quiet ache dressed as reverence—
I wear it for you,
like a bruise beneath silk.’
Yes, I noticed that too! Thank you so much, Kim 😍 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
Absolutely beautifully done! I loved the metaphors and especially the lines, “Peace does not arrive as stillness
here, but
as surrender
to the storm we’ve chosen—
a soft undoing,
deliberate and complete.”
Perfectly evoked!
Thank you so much, Cara 😀 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
oh! to dissolve again and again unafraid of ruin!
Thank you so much, Eric 😀 so glad the poem spoke to you 💄❤️
I knew you’d write a poem full of romance and sensuality, but this is beautiful. It might just be me, but I sense some melancholy beneath the passion, as if the lovers know it’s going to end.
I love the opening:
“Ebb tide returns like a secret
we almost buried—” 💙
Thank you so much, Merril 😀 so glad you liked it 💄❤️
(and thank you for the lovely prompt) 🥂
I love what you did with this… a lot of the same theme and names as mine… (and if you read it in the right mind it could be a mermaid there.)
Yes, most of the rose names hinted at mermaid/ocean themes!
Thank you so much, Bjorn 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
“There is a hunger that feels like
devotion,
a quiet ache dressed as reverence—
I wear it for you,
like a bruise beneath silk.”
Oh, wow! That is gorgeous!
Thank you so much, Shawna 😀 so glad the poem spoke to you 💄❤️
A very sensual and beautifully engaging poem – Jae
Thank you so much, Jae 😀 so good to see you 💄❤️
How wonderfully, and how naturally, you weave the prompt words into this romantic piece.
Thank you so much, Rosemary 😀 so glad you enjoyed it 💄❤️
You had me at: “I meet you there, where endings pretend to be gentle.”
Thank you so much, Petru 🙂 so glad the poem resonated with you 💄❤️
Why is it that passion which unites absents itself on the same beach? “A quite ache dressed as reverance” worn “like a bruise beneath silk.” Pow.
SIGH ~~ you took my breath away, Sanaa. Then again, you always have a way of doing that. So deliciously sensuous. Your use of the names of the roses felt effortless, though I know it wasn’t.
This is metaphor-tastic, Sanaa 👏 Gorgeous and sensual.
There is a hunger that feels like
devotion,
a quiet ache dressed as reverence—
I wear it for you,
like a bruise beneath silk.
A stunning poem but these lines especially struck me as deeply moving and seductive. Luscious writing, Sanaa 🌹
My favorite lines: Peace does not arrive as stillness
here, but
as surrender
to the storm we’ve chosen—
a soft undoing,
deliberate and complete.
If no other poet in the world wrote Romantic verse today – you would suffice, Sanaa… Great use o the prompt words!
Oh, my! Sanaa, this is so utterly romantic with just a touch of melancholy that makes it all the more alluring! ❤️❤️😘
Sanaa, this poem is a sensual (whew is it hot in here?) tiptoe through a passionate interlude on the beach. You write the most magnificent romantic poetry of anyone I know. I love this:
“Sea foam blooms and collapses
at our edges,
white as confession, brief as mercy—
we dissolve into it,
again
and again, unafraid of ruin.”
I thought I had a fan around here somewhere. 🥵 ❤️ 🪭
This is a kiss of gossamer, silky wings, fleetingly touching your skin and promising things… the poem is ethereal, hopeful, wistful and satiated. Wow.
O what a wonderful poem Sanaa,
Restless, we unlearn the language
of distance,
and
There is a hunger that feels like
devotion,
especially capture my feelings.
Sensuously beautiful poem, Sanaa
“Sea foam blooms and collapses
at our edges,
white as confession, brief as mercy”