Questions

As he stood on the edge

Overlooking a precarious cliff

He looked back at her

Her hair blowing in the wind

 

He wanted to be there

Hands in her hair

Eyes in her heart

Lips on her flesh

 

The cliff drew at him

He wanted to walk away

The need to understand

Kept him near the pain

 

Could he survive the fall ?

How deep was the water below ?

Would she wait for him ?

Hold him once again ?

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