Parting

“I love you so much,” the man said, pulling the other in close. A pair of suitcases sat beside them. They kissed for a moment, then two. They pulled apart, and he ran his fingers through the other’s hair, looked in his eyes, sighed with the breeze in the pines. “You stay. Just stay here.” In the distance the ferry crawled to the docks. 

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