On the Edge
You left me sitting on the edge of a cliff
As I sat waiting, I wondered where you were
I became worried lost in the world of if
All of those what ifs that cause my mind to blur
I wondered if we were really meant to be
Perhaps if I jumped I could set myself free
I turned to glance back and see if you were there
Thankfully I watched the wind blow through your hair
First attempt at a Rispetto.
Inspired by Russell Silvey
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014
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