I walk slowly to her, scared ever so scared.

She lies dead in the wet sand as the water touches her softly.

I pick her up and the sand stays wet in her hair.

I lie her on the dock where it is dry and warm.

As I look at her I begin to miss her very much.

I lean to kiss her.

As I go down to kiss her, I think of my childhood stories;  where the princess would be in a deep deep sleep, the prince would kiss her and she would awaken forever more.

So finally, hopingly I kiss her. 

But she is gone forever and forever gone.