By Debra654@aol.com
Date: 24 May 2000
THE EDGE OF THE WORLD
the beach was dark, you said, so as not to disturb the sea turtles.
it's mating season, you know.
the sweet cool ocean breeze cleared my mind of any existence
beyond that moment.
the tide tickled my toes as we stood on the edge of the world
where our lips first met.
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