Late Afternoon

Rotating around our small boat,
working in shifts,

meeting for whiskey
and coffee at sunset.

Your eyes are honey on granite,
flecked with laughter.

Today I watched dolphins
and you made blankets for small fry.

Did I tell you I have your epitaph?
A perfume called Happy.

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