Softly Caught

Lifted to dizzying heights

light of head and short of breath

no hesitation in ascending

or trepidation of a descending death.


For I had long since been fallen

yet was swiftly and softly caught

by arms of deep sincerity

now held in heart and thought.


These hazy elusive expectations

a reverie too good to be true

silhouetted on the horizon

just a mirage, or maybe you.


Breathing deep in heavy sighs

the oxygen reawakens my brain

to find myself mirrored in your eyes

and that’s where I’ll always remain.


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