Face To Face

Face To Face

The first day she almost touched me, through the murky light brown water of the rising tide. The second day she circled around me, almost touching me again, as if almost trying to tell me something. The third day I looked at her. She was on her back, dead. I gave her a kiss and wished her well on her journey.

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