The air was moving sideways, the world too fast to see and everything was falling. �But then he led me by the hand and asked me just to speak. And as I did he pulled me in, he held me warm and certain.
�Breathe he said and so I did and drew him even closer.
The steady beating of his heart helping mine to beat in time. As it slowed I raised my eyes to check the nervous sky. I found him looking back at me the only fragment fixed and true. And though the night had stopped he held me and I knew.
The air was cool and quiet, the night alive and clear. And everything was falling. ��