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Fall For Me, Love

If I could personify my heart I would see a lost, young girl though her face seems child like and naive her eyes are wise and cautious, aware of the world. She stands near the edge of a cliff the frothy chilled ocean beneath her confused and scared, she looks back at the path that made her reconsider... The trail through the trees is quiet the gravel full of regret the safe ground is fear and uncertainty the gentle breeze, lonely and unable to forget. She faces the ocean again, preparing to make a wish with a token, when she sees her lover, standing on a bridge below with his strong arms wide open. "Fall for me, Love," He shouts over the waves. His love and smile are bright "fall and I will catch you." He patiently waits all day, all night. "...And if you miss," She yells to him "I will surely suffer," with sadness in her reply. She gazes past him to the dark ocean and relives past mistakes with a tear in her eye. She's jumped this cliff before fallen into past loves' strong hold. More than once, she fell again into the heartache filled ocean, so cold... She feels the scars on her body, physical reminders of emotional pain. The plunge into the cold isolation is horrible; unbearable is the desire to remain... It takes courage and strength to get out of the dark sea, climb up the cliff face again and again, to reach the plateau of numbness and safety. "My love, I could never let you miss," he says. " Don't you know the joy of your heart with mine, alive and on fire? Burning like the sun, singing for me with love in your eyes while you glow with desire?" "My love, I am yours, from now until forever. Have faith that my heart is true. After all, when I fell, you caught me. Now jump, sweet love, and let me catch you." If I could personify my heart, I would see a woman filled with love, hope, and charm running towards the edge at full speed and smiling like the sun as she jumped into his arms. 10-26-2009

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