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Fears of Falling - Daughter's Poem
The silhouette of him grew, a time-lapsed flower blooming.
Its dark shape scared me, but my curious eyes drew me down.
As it grew, it became beautiful.
Licking long against him,
I felt his firm smoothness and tasted his heat.
I remembered him watching me on
playground at our school.
I feared falling, but when I did, he lifted me,
and we laughed.
Our lives were small and contained back then.
Ten years later, I would fall again in a
wondrous letting go that expanded the
edges of our world.
Now I have no fears of falling.
Its dark shape scared me, but my curious eyes drew me down.
As it grew, it became beautiful.
Licking long against him,
I felt his firm smoothness and tasted his heat.
I remembered him watching me on
playground at our school.
I feared falling, but when I did, he lifted me,
and we laughed.
Our lives were small and contained back then.
Ten years later, I would fall again in a
wondrous letting go that expanded the
edges of our world.
Now I have no fears of falling.
Published 23rd Mar 2022
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23rd Mar 2022 11:20pm
If you fall and someone catches you it is love and trust. Keep on writing.
