Curious
Excitemen, laughter, and wonder
fill me
trough time's circles
and cause me
to move
into a world unknown
but yet
I feel compelled
to explore the unfamiliar
but welcoming
presence
despite every warning signal
to turn back,
I move forward
and fall,
afraid of what's to come,
I brace myself for the rain
only to find
that I've fallen in your arms.
Copyright © Lynette Jetson | Year Posted 2008
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