Steady the relation between us

For now...

But what of then and now?

When my loss and salvation lie in hand

A pendulums swing from collision

Speeding up as we approach impact

Preemptive...

Too eager to just let me go

I fear upon my flight's return roost's sanctuary will house me no longer

I will fly away, pausing restlessly...

Wonder is all I am

Until again we feed

*Will I ever be free?

I took a stroll in Central Park,
to take a break and think of things.
Thoughts colliding in the dark,
so full of doubt so full of dreams.

I saw the writing on the wall,
it said "Ignorance is not bliss".
The thought that scares me most of all,
is to think "What have I missed"?