People speak of falling in love like it's an accident like it's just something that happens something beyond control....
Is this true? Do you all fall in love like an angel falling from grace?
Not so for me. I stand at the edge high above the clouds I know full well that wings of paper will not hold too well do I know that below lurks the sharp edges and unforgiving tumble of the rocks my mind whispering will it be worth it? To shatter my very self? - a mirror thrown upon the tile- to both lose and gain pieces to become all at once less and somehow more
Oh but my heart answers me -yes- oh my yes for what is life if not to live? What strange and stunted thing is it to hold one's heart in a cage and never
I stand at the edge I know the fall awaiting I have wings of paper that will not hold for long but oh for that one glorious upsweep that moment of timeless and weightless being
I do not fall into love
I stretch out my arms my heart
I leap