Risk It All

Meet me at the top of the Ferris Wheel

Throwing caution to the wind

To take in the view of what may be

A horizon together worth racing toward
Sitting at the top, the breeze sways the bench slowly

While your presence making my heart race faster

Screaming with fear inside; while gripping your hand softly

To mask the anxiety I feel whenever I’m this close to you

Hips and elbows ever so carelessly touching

An intimate moment forced upon us by this wooden seat

That holds us suspended forty feet above the ground

Just out of range to hear the bustle and the noise of the midway

A space just for us, just for a moment

The promise of an open-ended future

Tomorrows stretched out before us

Sitting here in the sky, with the daylight quietly dying

All I want to do in this moment is to risk it all

To steal a kiss from the beauty seated beside to me

Before we slowly descend back to earth

Back to a reality where we carry on in separate circles

All fear of what might have been vanishing as the safety arm opens

Releasing us from each other’s emotional proximity

All hope dispatched as we are told to “exit left”

And the practicality of solid ground beneath our feet returns

The freedom of gliding through the air

All but forgotten in the instant of reality

Both of us having been unable to take the littlest of risks

To face the unknown

Yet maybe, just maybe,

One day our souls will be able to embrace that feeling of floating

Together

Just above the crowds of the everyday