I rode a parasail today.
I’m terrified of heights
yet I proposed the idea,
charged my
card, and climbed onto this yellow banana
boat. Our jet ski driver
led us to the middle of the ocean,
the shore a mere speck in the distance,
and told us to hop
over onto this tiny white boat
with harnesses
and a parachute hovering over
our heads
as the waves crashed into both boats.

Sailing deeper into the blue
we were latched into position
as the captain released the line
and we were dipped
into the ocean
eventually soaring above
the boat
with the most breathtaking view
and a gentle breeze brushing
against my nose.

The gut-wrenching thought of you
and your unwarranted
engulfing words
inching farther and farther away.