Take my hand, and we'll fall on up, way past the ceiling, and into the sky.
There, we'll levitate like two balloons, together tied.
Our foreheads are connected and thoughts flow like the wind.
Twice the force and thrice the power, your mind now is mine and mine is yours.
Up above we float for hours and even clouds begin to thin.
We are not forgotten, if ever remembered we ever were,
If ever we before existed, before our contact above our earth.
The sun has long past waned, and cold is long forgotten.
With the warmth of your conscience in my head the vast sea bellow cannot compare.
I tried to imagine you weren't there and my breath I had to hold.
You cup my face so carefully and you wash that current right out of time.
Worried should I have been when dark blue had turned to black.
Worried I should have been when the air I breath did seem to lack.
Memories of a life long ago
Are slipping in, are slipping past.
I'm not lost, I know where I am.
Floating in our empty void
I see nothing but your grounded eyes
That reminds me of our planet
Background drops of gold and yellow,
Swirl as we twist about.
Slipping in and out of existence,
Finally we
Wink
Out.
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A Balloon Ride
RomanceAn adorable poem narrating two young lovers adventure into the sky