Running towards the Cliff

Two women, having a picnic under the Cherry Blossoms. The white ones. As she had said. The ones that bear fruits. Like that one that she had in her garden but had to take it away since it wasn't growing.

In flowy dresses in the colors of spring, the two ladies have a feast.
The sun shines on them, the cliff overlooking the shore, not to far.

Then this one one takes her gaze up. She sees a figure. She sees her smile at her. She gathers her dress, holds her darling's hand, and she rushes forward...
Runs towards the beautiful glint of sunshine reflected in that stranger's eyes ..

Only to realise she stands at the edge of the cliff...
She turns back. There is her lover. And looks forward.
The figure ahead of her is just out of her reach... "Fear falling", she says "You shall not fall for someone who can't catch you"

...

Now she cries, and turns to her lover. In the warm embrace, she hears her say "Fly my dear", she says. "For if you fall, i will catch you"...

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