Floating islands above the atmosphere
When I'm with you,
I leap from island to island
no worries
You don't make me reckless,
but adventurous

A natural risk taker,
you amplify it
Zest
Every time we leap,
and land, and leap, and land,
a red pepper bursts from the ground
I sneeze,
"Bless you"
And "bless me" He did.

The island trail splits,
Sneezes stop, no more blessings.
You continue to hop along on the now-perilous path,
and I am compelled to take the other:
Nineteen years of family values, societal pressures.

Trying to tread our respective directions,
Hands held along the way,
But you move swiftly along without a care about falling,
and I,
I stand here at the intersection
Wishing nothing more than to hop backwards,
Sneezing along the way,
hoping He will bless me again