Pulled the cord,
Pulled  it twice
So easily
You were enticed.

Windy skies
Cold as ice
No rescue, though
No not tonight.

Wish I could
Have changed your mind.
But we ran out
Ran out of time.

An open door
You let her in
You told her that
We were… just friends.

No parachute
I’m losing you
No safety net
What can I do?

Tandem jump
One on one
Just like that
Complete. It’s done.

Hanging on
Spinning round
In record time
We hit the ground.

No parachute
I’m losing you
There’s no chance
No ….. not with you.


Photo from Google Images: canstockphoto.com

Author: Patty Richardson

Writer: Film scripts, poetry, short stories.

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