On the edge, off the edge

My feelings of love for you stand on the edge of a cliff
You stand back and look
And look away
If I could 
I would let my feelings for you jump off the edge
Free fall
Open a failing parachute 
And fall to the the bottom
At the bottom 
They would plunge into a river of coldness
The parachute collapsed would pull them under
Never ever would those feelings for you return
But to jump
I need someone to help me
Someone to give me their love and I give mine
Until then 
My feelings of love for you stand on the edge of a cliff

© 2021 Loly Rinn
Photo by Paul Siewert on Unsplash
From a personal anthology of bygone poetry