~Falling~ (September 2nd Writing prompt)

It wasn't a falling in amour, not sudden, uncontrollable
It was a rising. A growing into. An emotional mental pull
A rising, like your desire growing and bonding into me,
a slow flow from the cerebrum to the deep shadowed V.
The discreet sacred, pulsing into an overwhelming ache.

Like seedlings, digging deeper into the soil of our hearts.
Roots intertwined, a dance below the surface,
where whispers share secrets in the sweet hum of the core.
We were not autumn leaves that flutter and fall;
instead, a reaching, stretching toward the promise of endless sky..

The falling, was your letting go.. I, without a parachute,
as some wild, heart frantic, terror, of nothing to hold onto.
Dizzying air and swirling rush of wind whipping past.
Broken pieces scattered and strewn across the ground.
Each fragment sharp, a painful sting..

In time all the pieces gathered, transformation with wings! ✨

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"Falling" - September 2nd writing prompt
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