We tried to hold hands all the way to the bottom,
but naturally
the sheer force of wind
and the speed of the fall
sent us spiraling off at different trajectories.
We both landed pretty hard.
No broken bones though,
just bruised bodies
and egos.
I built a fire,
a skill that comes naturally to me,
and sent you some smoke signals.
You used your own natural ability to commune with nature
and sent a bird with a message for me.
We ran as fast as we could
and met up in the middle of the desert.
just in time, too.
Here come those pieces of our life,
floating on the wind like feathers
or bubbles.
So here we are, jumping around
catching the pieces,
like the small children that we still are
on the inside.
xoxo
