dangling –

here –

mere inches from release,

terrified to lose control!

pondering –

the forward,

and reverse –

confused,

unsure…

what if i take the step –

will my footing hold?

the edge is much too close,

and i am yet afraid…

that nothing will replace

the insignificance i have become

and i’ll fall –

headlong –

into less than –

something –

un-missed,

a stone thrown in the pond –

so small –

no sound,

no tell-tale –

ripples!

i found myself –

upon the shore –

gazing in your eyes –

calm –

deep water.

i wanted you to know me –

feel my presence.

without – hesitation –

or reservation –

i tossed the stone…

ripples –

endless waves –

flowing outward.

and even if i wanted –

i could not stop them –

or even withdraw the effect

of my most curious touch

on your enigmatic mind!