Strip me
Of expectations
Remove past
Considerations
Were we to fall
Were fall to come
Were we to fail
Where falls made numb
Were romance
As simply as a rhyme
Seamlessly dropped between the clever ropes of moving time
As simply as a string of words
My action
Your action
Could fall together into a stream quickly moving forwards
To an unseen destination
Waterfall or lake
Pooling expectations
Drowning the weight of disappointed frustrations
Sea saw of movement, sound, heart flirtations.
Would the constancy of sound wound my arms around
Yours?