Free Falling

That perilous cliff of love...more perilous in cyberspace

Standing on the edge of the cliff
I feel it crumbling beneath my feet
Should I take a step back?
Or jump, free falling . . .

Click a button and the words fly away
Too fast to pull them back . . .
In a moment, I might wish I could
But by then they’ll have flown
All the way across the sea