Kitchen table morning bend from dreams that haunt
To which coffee cup is an appropriate mood fit
When the challenge of the day will be
How to complete a thought without it
Breaking down to the minutiae
The sentiments and emotions that cut deep
And take a lifetime to heal or at the very least mend
Back to an old thought process; reveal or conceal options
The daunting task of being okay with being vulnerable
– often a must or a no show bust
And not an accidental shift caught off guard flash point
But an intentional aha-moment with all of its wisdom
And power of awe, the choice – let go and be
Just the thought of love is an aphrodisiac
– how do I resist the up side of the possible down?
Wrapped in a tissue paper thin leap of faith, cliff jumping
White knuckle adventure – not for the weak of heart
Or the weary from war torn love affairs of the past
A past that is a just below the surface, a minefield

So who am I? Goddess or Naysayer?

Seems my natural tendency is the jump. Deep breath, fingers crossed, hope
The wind on my face as I fall. Anticipation of a tender kiss on the landing
Precautionary First Aid Kit on standby

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