Steeling myself for the swift
Bracing
Steadying
The lights shadows and whiff of air
Now familiar
Different faces
Same fall
A script that plays itself
over and over again
Sharp, clean
Dizzying heights
Breathtaking views
Smoldering
Consuming
What of these embers
And pictures of you
What of these promises
And coming home to you
And yet I steel myself
Steady
And I recognize this walk
And want for nothing else
To write a fate
Over and over again
Of just coming home
To just me.
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