(Genesis: When I saw two falling leaves
swirl around each other as they fell
to the ground they reminded me of
two lovers dancing.)
Last Dance
They clung tightly
Knowing that when they leapt
It would be forever
Flirted with each other for months
Waiting for just the right moment
For the ultimate release
Then the it came
And in a reckless rush
They simply let go
Gave in to a power
That was greater than them
Caught up in a swirling
Twirling sensation
Colors flashed
As the world rushed by
Reveling in every motion
In the beauty all around
And in their partner
Felt a freedom
They had never known
Gloriously floating
Then softly touching
The earth and each other
In a long and final embrace.
–Russ Towne
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