And Now For Your Delictation And Delight...!

Like trapeze artists we fall towards each other our love so far above the disbelieving faces a sea of masks All saying: “Oh! ” with awe. Your fingertips reaching out at the last possible second grasp my wrists and we fly through the air with the... (like a fish in water) ... greatest of ease. So real...surreal. Alone in the big top of our longing high above all others unaware of all the gasps (the melodramatic drum roll) only our love reaching for the next second knowing that the other is always there only a heartbeat ...away.