Love (the dance over the abyss)

the risk of love recoils as it springs
carries the inertia the rush
the plummet
the collapse
the reawakening

at first restless fearing the plenum
as much as the vacuum
then amplitude
thrown into a beautiful entwining

the delicate grace of ease
of flight

1 comment:

Harlequin said...

imagine this from the perspective of a butterfly ( c'mon... push yourself)

that's the fluttering movement I felt as I read ...such a haptic rendering...nicely done...for me
( at least ) a sense of gathering and then casting, retreat into advance but not exactly retreat... lots of lovely almosts...