PRAIRIE ECHOES: a continuing conversation

I've been here before

I've got a peaceful, uneasy feeling
Like the ratchet-clank of roller-coasters
storing up potential energy
Ready to kick it kinetic

Drunk on the possibilities
Curling my toes on the precipice

is it fate?
is it destiny?
or merely inevitable?

Seduce
Easy and loose
Choose
Between new shoes
And three feet of snow

Slow
Lost and found
Speechless and comforted
I wonder at the sound of your voice
Nothing could be better than a swandive
I'm falling and the fire in my heart ignites, alive

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Wind and stars, wind and stars

I've never been here before