The crisp air engulfs my lung,
As I begin my downward run.
Trees whip by in an endless haze,
As I zip through their leafy maze.
Downwards I go, but to where?
Only to the depths of my own despair.

Fear scours from the brain.
Loss of sense drives me insane.
My body rushes to the end.
To an outcome no medicine can mend.

I hear the wind’s furious roar.
So loud, that I cannot ignore.
Like an eagle’s screech it sinks in.
Leaving me desolate within.
Slowly pain creeps into my ear,
Until even the raucous wind I cannot hear.

The wind is no longer heard,
Yet the scent of pine is still observed.
Natural incense accosts my nose,
In unending scented tidal flows.
As I ascend, their sweet fragrance drifts away,
Until the nose, too, loses its way.

Fear scours from the brain.
Loss of sense drives me insane.
My body rushes to the end.
To an outcome no medicine can mend.

The mute unscented wind enters my throat,
As I scream, its icy tendrils freeze within my moat.
The tongue becomes non-dependent,
As taste buds become less apparent.
Instead of the crispy icy-taste,
The wind-ridden flakes become a senseless waste.

As I plummet coldness baths the skin,
Damp snow covers me from head to shin.
The frigid warmth of its crisp flakes,
Causes my skin to numb as it chillingly bakes.
A tingling sensation flares through me,
Luring me to numbing amnesty.

Fear scours from the brain.
Loss of sense drives me insane.
My body rushes to the end.
To an outcome no medicine can mend.

All that is left is the sight of the trees flying by.
My vision blurs despite what ever I try.
Daggers of frost singe my eyeballs,
Crusting my vision of nature’s wondrous halls.
All that I see becomes opaque,
Leaving me in a deep black wake.

Here I am approaching the end,
While dreading the life I tried to mend.
I feel my ascent coming to a crashing stop,
As life ebbs from my body’s quivering top.
At last!!  Relief from the pangs of life!
At last!!  Relief from life’s endless strife!

One plus one equals two,
At least that is what I have always been told.
Yet is it true?
Have we all been convinced and sold?

I refuse to buy into this rigid thought.
In this commercialistic empire,
I refuse to be bought.
I have bolder thoughts in which to aspire.

Why not one plus one equals one?
It is the same entity is it not?
Hear me out, just for fun.
I promise I won’t bore you on the spot.

Lets say one and another one mate,
Then wouldn’t their spawn have the same genetic code?
All three would be identical entities in their purest genetic state.
One would have to be in our modern mathematical mode.

For in math we are taught that one is and will always be the same.
It must be like this for all formulas and calculations to thrive.
In a sense, one has its own unique fame.
It has its own set destiny preset to strive.

Now some may say, the truth lies in the word “plus”.
For it is this word that tells us how we are to treat this unique number.
We are to combine one and one without a fuss.
Creating a new unique number!

Two!?  Where did you come from?
Are you “one” expended by its self?
Are you twice the mass of a single one?

Are we now backward in our thoughts?
One times one should equal one.
And one plus one should equal two.

Yet to me I see a new formula at play.
One, being unique as one, plus itself still equals its self.
Two should hence be removed away.

For you see,
If you add one and two, you should make three.
Adding to this moronic perplexity.

Let me simplify it to a new easier meaning.
One plus one still equals one.
It has not morphed into a new being.

And now that I have made all your heads spin,
I put down my pen and grin.
For this was my goal all along,
luring you all into my mathematical throng.

A fierce grasp yanks me into the air
I ride the wind’s vibrating lair.
Speeds to fast to stop and stare.
The world flies by, naked and bare.

I ride the winds with my wings pinned to my back.
The winds force so strong, that I am forced off my track.
I look for my mates, who I seem to lack.
Fear overwhelms me, for I have lost my pack.

Until finally the winds die down.
My little nose twitches as I frown.
My eyes squint peering for the familiar green and brown.
A fierce buzzing begins to plague my crown.

Then I see them all zipping through the airy blue sea.
My brethren have followed me!
My wings stretch in fierce stoic glee.
As we fly around in complete revelry.

Gently the night sways over yonder bliss.
Heavenly lure ending in divinity’s kiss.
Your body’s warmth permeates my soul.
Your sweet fragrance succeeding in its role.

How can a man resist such beauty as this?
So many days yearning for your enchanted kiss.
Your lips taste sweeter then honey on a hot summer day.
Warm, sticky, my tongue probes away.

Your sweet giggle vibrates in my ears.
My lips pull away as I am overcome with fears.
That hypnotic frown tells me my fears are jest,
As you pull me closer, and my lips meet your neck to rest.

That is when I received my greatest kiss!
Upon my ear pecked without miss!
My surprise makes you giggle with mirth.
Oh how I have yearned for that kiss since birth!

Let us stay here together in this ideal moment.
Our bodies entwined in beloved enrollment.
Together we can make time it self yearn,
As it jealously watches from that yonder fern.

In this moment my life is simplified to its purest form.
Your loving eyes yearning me to conform.
I hold you close not wanting to let go.
Your heart.. No hearts! Answer in their hypnotic flow!

That is when I knew you held my future in your tummy.
My smile radiates with glee as you look upon me funny.
Now I have found my new favorite spot to kiss!
One that pleases both of you without miss!