The promise of a ferris wheel, your life
excusably in someone else's hands, is one
true compact of faith. Still, I only risk
what I would lose, given the excuse.
I leaned over Mont Blanc and dared
the sky to fall, I played Icarus in Zermatt
and landed safely shaken, if somewhat
disappointed. That kiss at the top
is worth waiting for it to happen again.
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