Tuesday, July 13, 2010

On The Edge

I feel like I am standing on the edge.
Like that cliff in Guatemala.
When I dared to jump,
I got a running start,
I began to leap,
then I held back.

It's like that with you.
We have a running start,
getting so close,
then freeze, pull back,
rewind.

You make me feel
like I am throwing myself,
just me, you, and gravity,
into the water,
into the waves,
into an experience.

So why can't I just leap?
Why can't I make it over the hump?

It's time to jump,
I am ready to leave the edge,
fall into you.

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