I have never broken a bone.

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nor skinny-dipped in the dark.
I have never been stung by a bee,
nor gambled on bite or bark.

Sometimes though, I fall –
(asleep, in love, for you)
But I much prefer the ever-green,
and sinking into swirls of white
on bleu.

But I was always told
it is far too dangerous to climb
too high and it is not my place
to touch the skies, so for all my life,
I have been unfamiliar with the pain
of scraping my knees on the sidewalk,
never have I ever bloodied my fingers
picking up pride shattered by some
uncontrolled big talk.

Though I’d much prefer to be someone
who climbs the tallest tree to
kiss the sun, thank her for her warm
embrace, hang off of a gnarly branch,
to see the world down-side up,
give chase for no one’s sake,
untamed by wild mistakes, say,
can I be the next one you make?

Some nights I lie wide awake, wondering
if in darkness we are more difference
orΒ same, like how the evening always
breaks into day, I wish upon the fading stars
that before now bleeds into then
we can be enveloped in each other’s crimson
even for a brief moment.

Imagine if we never realised
that we are but two sides of the
same coin and all I needed was to
let courage course through my veins
and choose, for once, to fall with
reckless abandon into the embrace of
risk and fate.

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5 thoughts on “I have never broken a bone.

  1. Your poem incites a wave of nostalgia, the memories of skinny dipping in the dark along with those on the shore who dared not πŸ™‚ Risk tolerance seems to be the gauge that separates us, and I like how your piece made me consider we are all on the same side of the coin in many aspects, and just have to learn to trust and take the hand of the kindred soul by our side and take the plunge.

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