They were alone with the horizon. An enormous wave splashed into the sky. He closed his right eye, watched her with his left.

“I think I’m going to fall,” she teased. She pirouetted, moved closer to the edge.

He lowered to the ground in front of her, switched eyes, caught the churning water behind her silhouette.

“Aren’t you going to stop me?” She glanced over her shoulder.

With both eyes open, he kissed her knees. “Like rain.”




“Can’t stop.”

Her hand slipped from his grasp. “Would you fall for me?”

He stood and met her eyes. “Can’t stop.”

“Like rain?”

“Like rain.”

She curled her toes into the cliff’s warm sand. He felt her whole body lean into him as he enveloped her in his arms.


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*originally published Jan., 2018