The Fall

Posted by Brad Osborne on October 26, 2020 · 21 Comments 

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It is no surprise that we say

Being in love is a fall

Where once over the edge

We have no control at all

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Emotions like the air roars

Blocking out all other sound

And our flight of needed fancy

No thought of impending ground

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Floating in the ether rare

Where our dreams reside

We find what we hoped for

Perfection undenied

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Time turns insignificant

As long as we’re together

When it feels this blissful

We want to fall forever

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Feeling as if given wing

Our hopes rise to great height

With wind and love in our eyes

We earn a shortened sight

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I cannot warn you from the fall

As wingless born, we all must fly

And whether we can fly at all

Our hearts bid that we must try

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Oh, these soaring moments

Are Eden to us, my friend

But beware the sudden stop

Comes when the falling ends

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