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on the cliff edge

by  Ellenna

Posted: Tuesday, July 15, 2003
Word Count: 237
Summary: hanging on ...




tracing my body with the lightest finger
your eyes avoided mine as you sought to explain
the road to freedom lay not in bond but in separation
that spirits conjoined were , in the end , a bane

i lay back in the hazy sunshine drinking up your words
as one who waits for a steady flow of water to abate
was this explanation for my benefit
or for an ego that you needed to sate

resting on my elbows to stare at your resolute face
I said why complicate the issue
free spirits such as we only exist because of constraints of others
nothing more needs to be said , now just pass me a tissue

I turned and lay like a marble consort in death
staring at the lark in the seamless azure sky
but i couldnt help but smile at the comic situation
that lay between my tears and what now seemed a lie

and as we felt for each others hands
the marram grass whipped like a merciless torturer
you said its good to have a friend in the interim
and I knew you weren't as free as i'd thought you were

so we closed our eyes and like chaff in the wind
surrendered to the lulling waves and sound of foaming spray
and when we awoke and felt each others grip
we wondered why we had ventured to push each other away