Feelings as they come to me.

Dance:

footsteps serene tiptoes upon a boarded floor no lights except the ones in her eyes pure white flounce up and down movements swaying reaching bouncing plia step one two three step one two no music divinity in her grasp curls swept back so you can see her EYES long, limber limbs just breathe no expression in her face only in her guile moves showing all baring all to the bottom of her soul slight noise, toe tap slender legs, muscled arms, tight waist splayed fingers taut muscles contemporary? droplets on a rainbow sex dripping in her wake

Picnic:

Breezey trees swaying clouds so white so pure so innocent like child’s laughter drifting from the creek scratchy blanket between your knees sand in your peanut butter and jelly!  silly grin, wipe the mayonnaise from the corner of your smile, no napkins mom dad kite brush of an ankle on the wave that littered the shore just simple pure joy in a moment to capture in a kodak tupperware?  no, feed the leftovers to the birds circling above your head gazing at happiness basket filled with yummy treats, potato salad, plastic spoons and suntan lotion

Sky:

sun rising moon lowering colors changing to deep purple dawn and twilight rainbows chittering of birds is god way up there?  beyond the crucifix created by the suns rays glinting on an open eyelash the man in the moon appears as she blows and makes a wish from her window stars remind her how very small she is she can almost see his face in the way the clouds meander across an open expanse.

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