Swan Dive Down.

"The sun hung from a string, looking down on the world as it warms over everything."

Standing on the edge of the cliff,
I panic.
Trembling,
I can't force myself to look down.
Who knows what awaits?
I feel the dirt underneath my
bare feet,
the sky stretching above my
winded hair,
the sun pricking my
skin with its warmth,
and then
a presence,
beside me.
Almost close enough,
but not quite.
Not yet.
Closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and closer and
then we suddenly

jump

together.

Falling
forever
and
an
instant,

we land

together.
No going back now,
and I would never
want to.

Safe, secure, and still a little scary,
this road stretches into the horizon.
And I can't see its end.

I would never
want to.