A woman told me by the sea she feels close to god. As if she just needs to take one more step to be with Him. The thunderstorm was the loudest. The lightning pink and neon. Strange and strongly beautiful as we were watching the horizon flicker on and off and on and you were out there. You must have been -
We were talking about threesomes when they told us to look for you. Thought you might have wandered to town, you were drinking beer somewhere. Checked boats, maybe you fell asleep. We looked for you -
A woman told me by the sea she feels close to god. As if she just needs to take one more step to be with Him.
Did you feel woman yet, or were you becoming? What did you think of Him?
So pale. White on cold sand, surrounded by dark men in uniforms with guns. Light. Surrounded. Still. So pale
The sea gave you back for us to see.
By the sea i feel close to god, one step away. She gives and takes.
We ended up around the kitchen table. Talking about threesomes again, trying to forget. knowing we never will.
Just one step away.
You were there.
I hope you find him, God.
Tell him thank you for the pink lightning. And tell him he was wrong for taking you.