The Thrill of the Impossible

I am all tangled up

In your attention

Noosed by the

Curve of your smile

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My heart was

A wild, wilted thing

Its beats quietening like

The ending of a song

And now it is all

Mountains and valleys

Highs and lows

Clouds and graveyards

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You are a roller coaster

And I am living for the

Thrill of the impossible

Living for the feeling of falling

Holding my breath, waiting for

The moment when I lose it

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This poem is the

Beating of my heart

With no beginning or end

Just the rising and

Of course

The falling

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