Trapeze amateur.
Flying against the wind, into the fire.
Not everyone will make it.
But it’s good to feel alive.
When they say “don’t worry,” they will catch you;
close your eyes.
Now it looks like this…
Through rose colored tears, music appears
and I can’t believe her beauty.
Her caresses bring life onto the edge of possibility.
But flying requires climbing the heights
and letting go.
~jrb
