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dreams of falling

The am crawls on all fours past the place I buried myself tonight.

I am dreaming of places at the bottom of high cliffs,
or at the tops, where I teeter on the edge of waking.
Its always seemed to me that that is how things are:
simply surrendering to gravity,
roaring towards a future as certain and encompassing as the dusty rock of that cliff bottom.
Its always seemed to me that one may only pick the cliff.

Then again, until now, I'd been too busy falling for anything to seem like anything,
too busy to even realize that she has my hand,
and instead of falling, we can fly.

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  • myrataal silver member
    September 25, 2007

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    Ah.

    With love one CAN fly, indeed.
    Falling
    is as flying, ya know.
    It all depends which way
    you go ...

    KISS
    Myra


  • Ishtar
    September 17, 2007
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    I love you.

    Well, duh, babe.
    <3