The Fall

December 18, 2017

I am not ready to let go. Even as I fall, fluttering in a strange infinity between the sun-kissed real and a poet’s inquisitive notebook, I am captured for eternity.

‘Just this once, feel forever’, the breeze reminds.

Kissing cool ground, crunched under the soft footsteps of lightheaded lovers, I have tasted ‘forever’.

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