I’m standing today at a cliff’s edge
Aware that you watch me from afar
I itch to turn and run and take flight,
Maybe put some physical distance to
Rival the spaces between our souls.
I haven’t been the same since yesterday,
And I know you see it too,
Because the ground under us is
Shifting, rumbling ,moving, settling in
And I don’t know where I’ll fall from here.
But I have this breeze, this book, this sun,
And I have my own two feet to hold me up.
I’ll write about this someday too,
In delibrate words and delicate font,
On soft, fancy parchment; wrapped
In the smoothest ribbons, edged with lace.
I’ll send it over to you, maybe in ten years,
Have you thought about a future apart too?
Goodbye, me, yes; goodbye me.
I should shed this skin now, accept another.
I should run and take flight now,
And so I will.
I’m off the cliff’s edge now .