to have the wind whipping me in the face
the cool blast slapping me with the palm of its hand
hair slicing through the air like razor blades?
What would it feel like
to take that ultimate jump and
watch the ground speeding
towards my face with
eyes wide open?
Never screaming
holding breathe
unbreakable nerves
vision blurred through endless tears!
The rush of the unknown
slamming into my body
with unseen waves of pleasure
building like white caverns of
eternal mist.
