Sitting on the paper thin edge of my sanity
My fear balancing me on the blade
I am about to surrender into the fall
Following the white rabbit
I will land somewhere, a parallel place
The usual familiars all redefined
All rules rewritten
As would I
My heart dismantled, expelled as a tear from her eyes
Exploding on soft lips laced with goodbye
The far flung pieces journey to reunite in eyes clear of distortion
Without expectation
Only celebrations as her as she is
Those eyes
Her own
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