diana lynn

Lighter Than Air


When the love between two people

reaches the speed of light

nothing can make them 

trip or tumble,


not even a steep downhill run 

careening through brush

hand in hand

cross country

jumping boulders

skipping along fallen logs

leaping the creek

sailing over ditches,

the day turning too soon

into twilight

then darkness

as they reach home,  



to realize 

a half-century later 

how on that particular day

had their feet ever touched the ground

they surely would have fallen.

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