Welcome Freefall Part Two On Fire

Emotions stir eternally enchanted, each hurricane fades to a black sky. The listless poet’s quill drips, corralling every vibrant sunset. Writing as old lyrics catch the air, Say it to me again.. ‘Freefall!’ I don’t want to be disappointed but I know it’s the truth; Nothing will ever feel as good as you; Strawberry-orange flavored orchestra, citrus pizazz on your senses; Each note meticulously blended, what a sweet tart of a smoothie. The next verse begins with ‘Sweetheart..’ Say it to me again… ‘Freefall!’ I don’t want to be disappointed but I know it’s the truth; Nothing will ever feel as good as you; Featherweight feelings floating in the air are gingerly swirling. You want to capture them right then they pop, translating into something else. Say it to me just one more time. ‘Freefall!’ I don’t want to be disappointed but I know it’s the truth; Nothing will ever feel as good as you; It’s a welcome free fall you talked me into.