I'm falling and refuse to get up,
forever dropping like tears from my ducts
I sometimes want to stop and pick myself up
but the euphoria of the fall
consumes my anatomy
like a drug it keeps calling me;
I'm loving the fall,
caught in its enticing snare
entangled in her grasp
falling rapidly fast
deeper into the everlasting abyss
of lost love,
forgotten dreams,
and things never achieved...
but then I wake from last night's dream
I'm back on my feet blessing people
with the words I think...