While I stood at the door
I noticed
how the depths can suck you in,
can paralyse your heart and soul.
With parachute
strapped to me I learnt
that there are things
much deeper than fun
and that pain and pleasure
has a very fine dividing line
and that reality
is the master of situations
but that the heart
talks its own language
sometimes past reason
and almost unwilling
I was dragged along,
did I dare me
into your depths
to fall into you
past slippery cliffs
and read the wind, the weather,
the change of atmosphere
deep in your eyes
and you converted me
from explorer, scout and soldier
and taught me something about life
while I tried
to make a safe landing
and we were still
lying in each other’s arms.
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