Skating on moments of contact
and spinning in soul exposing leaps
propelling through fun times and laughter
till hitting a divit and falling.

The fall is so cold and jarring
and I slide for a little while after
then I try to get up on those blades of persistence
and take one more glide and move on.

How many times can I trip up and fall?
Stumble on romance and crush?
One of these days I may just give it up
when I realize all that I lost.

There isn't a single thing tangible
to vision or to the touch
on the list of the things that I lost
when I slipped on the sheet of love.

I didn't lose money or items
you didn't take any cold cash
the things that I did lose: confidence, emotion
I lost because you never knew.