SIGH,
the breath.
Slant of setting sun.
autmn breeze licks my neck.
I turn inward.
prepared

searching for the one

I stand at the edge of the precipice,
knees trembling,heart beating wildly.
Are you the one,
that beckons from below?
You call out to me.
Your breath billowing my sails.
I gently glide,
into your heart.