And Now For Your Delictation And Delight...! Poem by Dónall Dempsey

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.