Fear to Fall

The fear of falling
Is quite a complicated thing.
I dreamt of conquaring my fear,
A stunt woman,
Jumping from the heights
Of a four-story building.
But I never did.
Falling in Love
Is quite another matter.
It's strange,
and just happens.
I'm slipping, falling,
Through the pouring rain,
Down a muddy slope towards you.
You wait there,
Arms open wide,
In a bed of roses,
Just waiting for me.
I believe you,
When you say,
"I'll catch you,
Don't be afraid."
When I'm falling, falling,
Towards you
And a sharp, velvety,
Bed of Roses.
Catch me,
Never let me go.





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