double image

excruciatingly slow you disappear
walking away backwards, looking at me
I try to smile
but I see you fading
transforming into your shadow
into a caricature of yourself

I placed mirrors at 
an angle in the sea
and waited for the sun
I ripped colors from the white
but you already turned too light
even your hazel eyes
turned grey

now I hang from your feet
I don't want you to grow wings
to - together with the doves and the wind
leave behind your reflection