
Close your eyes
Ice cold sunny day
Fingertips traveling
Slow tiny spider like across the balcony wall
Our first endless journey
You thought smooth
But feel rough, haughty abrasive
This vast landscape wants to bite
Your soul, desperate, craves the nothing
The nothing
The Unbalance, terrifying free-fall
Open your eyes
As your hand lands gentle upon her hand
Watch her face
Turned away
She looks at something far out at sea
Or at something deep within
You focus on a wisp of hair dancing in the wind
Against her ear, restrained joy
You feel her fingers shake up
Slip between yours
She is endless, away
She is
Right there
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