Standing on the edge of her window pane, succumbing to the all encompassing feeling of self disdain,cajoling herself to take the giant leap only to assuage her pain.
Gravity takes its course
Blowing upside down,her thick mane.
Reminiscing one last time
The slender fingers through her hair,
Warm lips heating up her cheeks.
The tight hugs calming her soul
The firm grip trying not to let her slip
Is it too late..
Standing on the edge
A momentary lapse of faith-
The cause of her bane?