Stretching my fingers slowly. You. At arms
Length facing a wall,
count down gradually
3
2
Until you fall- For a brief moment you
Glide through the atmosphere, like a glittering
Falling star.
An Icarus, My Icarus! Suspended
Softly in the moonlight…
Only, then to land in my arms,
A safe
Warm
Embrace.
I will catch you whenever you may fall.
It is merely a matter of an exercise
In trust.
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