On The Edge Of Living

I
Stand
Amongst
Your Platform
Time and time again.
I stand close enough to feel you,
That is, I am far enough that I am not consumed.
Because to feel your gust is all I need. In that moment I just hope I feel something,
And if one day I do not just feel, I fear your gust did not only rattle my skin’s surface, but you were enough to consume my being.