Written by The Reclining Gentleman and Hastywords
Our friendship means so much to me. Two different cultures and yet so many commonalities. Love you TRG….I will always support you!
I see the edge far too clear
The distance calls my name
The air darkens and falls
The moonlight floods my despair
Behind me, around me I hear your voice
Within me, beneath I sense your warmth
You call out to me, reach out to me
Hoping to bring me back from the abyss
I feel your hands as our fingers clasp
I see the bottom as I cling in mid-air
I can’t look away from the view beyond
The voices keep calling, singing my song
I step forward, feet feeling their way
The horizon glows darkly distant
Your hand clasps tighter, warmer
I sense your heart saying “always”
I can feel your blood pumping
As you hold ever tighter
My heart beats way too fast to hear
Your grasp speaks with loving intent
I relax into the security of you
As we float in unknown directions
Forward to the horizon or back to stability
We will reach the destination together
For a moment everything is clear
There is nothing left for us here
You and I stand tall, void of fear
And together we jump into the sky
HASTYWORDS 
Love you too Hasty ❤ Always there for you
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Beautiful collaboration both of you! 🙂
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Moonlight flooding despair … great imagery and metaphor. Loved the collaboration. Thanks for sharing.
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Catching up on some reading)) I always keep you in my in-box!! I love any piece that references an ‘abyss’ … One of my favorite words)) You and TRG write so well. I enjoy your Tryst with him!! 🙂
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I’m always impressed by how you just bang out all this every day. Keep on the grind.
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This is an incredible collaborative creation. All of the writing – words, stanzas are like from one – the same mind. Incredible syncopation.
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Ah, thank you – and the same goes for you – I truly respect your writing. I find it amazing and interesting and inspirational. you demonstrate a writer that one can aspire to be – that i would like to be. – xx
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