For what would happen if I was to fall?
Surely falling only leads to
A loss of control,
A spiral of desperate righting
The wrong way up,
In futile hope
And losing to gravity's
Eventuating in a Smack! Slam! Thwack! Thud! Crack!
Broken body, bones bent backwards and buckled.
Then, the unshaken, firm hook of
My fast approaching flame;
Flickering, flaring, flexure -
The hook's curvation fastens around me
Like a missing link
And plucks -
Oh, I'm falling...
Believe me, when I say... I am falling...
Released and free, one way, non-stop,
Through this bottomless dream
That is your...
Deep warm eyes, perfect smile,
Dulcet timbres and natural magnetism.
Cascading into this charisma I realize it is your presence
Which is the very cause of my lightheadedness...