Jump

I see you, as if it actually happened,
The water flowing, at your back,
Standing on limestone, as it fades away,
Before it disappears completely, and we’re in the river,
Passengers of the currents, toward places unknown,
And this brings excitement, as surprises have been too few;
Away we float, following fate,
Holding hands, as the water painlessly pushes,
Foam comes between us, yet does not stop us,
Joy at the present becomes contented ease,
No wish to break the comfort with complications,
Hugging is enough, until the waterfall appears,
And we are too caught in the current to fight back,
The white water clouds the impending flight,
Our eyes meet, brown clashing with blue,
Time to jump.