Lori grabbed Paul’s arm.
She did not pull him in any direction.
Her hold reminded him
to stop at the edge of any abyss.
Lori gently held him
knowing he enjoyed transforming into a dolphin.
Not all tides were for swimming.
Not all seas played by the same rules.
After a long while, Paul
inched closer to Lori until breath touched cheek.
They embraced and kissed.
Time passed gently.
They formed a new home
safe from squalls.
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