The only way this works is if we catch each other.

We’re experienced, yes but the connection is never

guaranteed even after all these years. The nets below

don’t carry the weight of our love, nor does the applause

of the crowd. They wonder how we do what we do, why

we take the risks we take. But we’re just doing our job

putting on a performance for an audience of one.

Sometimes we fall but that’s a part of the deal –

we’re acrobats of the dark she said, two loose cannons

shooting for what's above us; we're trapeze artists

vaulting into the dark, arms open wide.