Lover’s Meeting

I saw the hang glider first, red and yellow stripes gaudy against the sky.

When he jumped from the roof, I gasped. He was far too close to the ground.

He’ll fall!

I ran closer.

The glider flew (flew!) in lazy circles above my head.

I gasped through rainy tears. My smiling cheeks hurt.

He landed nearby, unseen by all but me.

“You’re a ghost!” I accused. “How dare you not be real!”

“I am real.” He laughed. “Come fly with me.”

I shook my head. “But we might fall.”

“We might, but what if we soar?”

What if, indeed?

Drabble published January 13, 2015 01:13

Sara Light-Waller over 9 years ago

As I'm composing Part II of Clockmaker's "Patchwork Tale", I had to post something here! Kind of fun writing a stand-alone drabble for the first time in a while.
D.M. over 9 years ago

A leap of faith. So important in writing, too.
Sara Light-Waller over 9 years ago

Isn't the best part the unknown ending? That way you can choose which way you want it to go! lol Thanks for all the wonderful comments. I'm smiling too!
Sara Light-Waller over 9 years ago

Thanks Drew! :-)
T. Willemann over 9 years ago

Romeo and Juliet takes to the skies. Liked it very much.
Sara Light-Waller over 9 years ago

Thanks, Thomas!