Tuesday, 18 January 2011

On the edges of love

Here's the image:

You and I standing
on the fragile edges of love,
I on yours, you on mine,
arms wide open and ready
to unfold our hovering wings,
capriciously teasing the gusts
and the wheezy tender breeze.

Icarus by Henry Matisse

The question is whether or not
we'll  still be facing other
and if then, without faltering,
together we'll jump into the abyss
and dance to the laughing wind
very softly, and so damn closely

even if it's just for a little while.

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