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 © | Year Posted 2008

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