Evening Poems...

Trust Fall

You stand alone.

Everyone reading has the one person they trust,need, and love below them.

Death is something you are considered prone.

Your heart may or may not be nothing left but a stem.

Not another word.

Cross your arms and think.

The unrealistic expectations are now blurred.

For before you let go the question is...will you sink?

Is this person worth the risk?

Worth everything?

5 flights high;your feet on the concrete roof...your fall should be brisk.

You lean back, you fall, your ears hear the wind sing.

Is your thought instant regret?

That is not okay; shouldn't be true.

This fall of trust will determine the meaning of when you two met.

The question of trust here is...do you fall to injury and death, or does this person of meaning... 

catch you?