Imagine I meet them while we were performing, or shared a love for the performing arts, especially that being involved with being suspended in the air. Our love grew for each other as it did for performing. At our wedding, our first dance, our arms around each other dancing back and forth, when the slow song fades out, and the lights slowly fades leaving our shadows cast towards the audience.
Then people emerge from the crowd and approach us with stealth and speed to attach what seems to be harnesses, then as the light begins to make it’s appearance, so does the soundtrack from 2003 Peter Pan called “flying” with its momentous chorus tune that starts with trickling sounds, we continuing to sway with our arms around each other, and as the song enters its crescendo, we are slowly risen into the air, ever so slow so the audience can be in awe and shock, completely blind to what will happen next. Then when the time comes, we push off each other and our harnesses which are attached the ceiling of the building, we push away from each other twirling in our harnesses while the wind passes through us and we feel like we’re dancing amongst the starry skies, as if it just us two in our own private session and we enjoy every moment within the space and ending with a euphoric feeling as we make our way back to each other’s arms once again.
Imagine, the freedom of the sky, and sharing it with the one person that makes you feel the same way as you walk the earth. Forgive me with my lack of realism and logistics, yet there shouldn’t be any with the endless bounds to our imagination. I hope my writing improves as time goes on.
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