Love Sonnet
by Sarah Jane Pazen

1. Here in night, I collect the words
2. you left bobbing in your wake.
3. What you’ve uttered floats amid waves,
4. and I make a pile of the debris from where you lie.
5. So fragile are these fragments which I hold,
6. which float in my palm like bottles at sea.
7. My hand cages what the waves once rolled.

1. When your eyelids flutter,
2. new waves send every word
3. slipping from my grasp again.