they say it feels like falling—
a rush of wind through
outstretched wings—
when you’re in love.
caught somewhere
between a rock and
the stone in your hand.
can’t believe i keep calling.
like burning underwater,
or choking on the rain;
like sipping at the poison
when i get too close.
something scratches
when you say my name.
i’m on the edge of the fall,
holding out for the drop
that never comes—
that’s how it feels
when i’m with you.