Your hand in mine
Felt so soft and warm
Grains of sand stuck to my skin
Embraced by a salty ocean
Washed away amidst the tasteless fish
Never to be found by me again
The shapeless blob ached
And throbbed with a fool's loss
But now you were before me
Unwavering, consistent, solidified
"Don't go," I begged
As I held your sandless hand
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Random Short Stories/Poems
RandomWARNING: May be disturbing or graphic This will contain short stories and poems that I write just because! Some will be horror, some sweet, some just plain weird
