While that tottering first step
Which
sent
me
tumbling
Ass
over
heels
Head
over
tea
kettle
Continues
The
Descent
has
yet
to
abate
Although
the
years
decline
And expectations
cr
u
m
b
l
e
Without collapse
The knowledge
Sinks in
That
Nothing between us has
settled
This
is when I realize
That our love
Will never reach it's
ebb
Very impressive how you
Very impressive how you utilized form to simulate not only the emotion, but the physical feeling of that vortex between rapture and agony. The crash landing of love was particularly palpable. A brilliant free fall.