Rising to the Fall

The rise. The thrill.
The touch. The feel.
Emotion rushing
through and through it all.

Quite suddenly, the stop
and then the fall - within
a fleeting inspiration calling.
Whispering a simple incantation.

Blessed and cursed.
The best, the worst.
Rising to the fall again
in you...

? Michaelette ?

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