On the edge
About to tumble down,
Is it so bad?
To free fall,
Without control,
To feel the wind
Flowing through your hair?
Without a second reflection,
The world crashes in…
Your lips fuse into mine,
I’m pushed over the cliff,
Your hands in mine,
As we tumble,
Down, boundless,
…Limitless.
I fall to be free…
I fall to be me.

 
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