Monday, September 11, 2017

Cliffs of Love

The free man tip toes to the edge of romance
He peeks into the chasm of commitment
Does he jump
Does he partake upon the free fall of passion
Shall he know the blissful winds of love
As he comes closer and closer
To that which could truly make me happy

The free man ponders all this
The free man turns
Walks away
Yet
He turns back
Run to the cliff
He leaps high into the air
To take the plunge
To know love
To be lonely no more

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