Safe

Break My Fall

You stood at the bottom of the cliff,

Your hands were outstretched and arms wide open.

"Jump," you called to me, as I stood at the peak.

"Jump, and I'll catch you."

My face shone from the top of the mount,

My legs inching near and arms wide open.

"I," I called to you, as you stood at the base.

"I trust you, my love."

He walked up to you with his arms closed.

My feet had left the ledge, and I had leapt.

"What," he whispered in your ear, delicately.

"What is he to you?"

My plunge had already long begun.

Your head turned to face him, eyes wide open.

"Why," you asked him, your arms beginning to close.

"Why would I ever wait

For him to fall, while you're already here?"

The two of you walked away, entwined,

As I seek a place to plant my dead corpse.

"Why" I sobbed, my body buried in the earth.

"Why'd you wait around,

Just so you would not break my fall?"