Alluvion Laughter

their laughter drifts through swings;
like air being carried beneath airplane wings …
like flotation devices on a summer pool in July …
like a stork baby carrier delivering its supply …
like stratospheric storm cloud formulation whirls …
like the caramel dulce de leche swirls …
like the ribbons rhythm with a woman in a dance …
like perfume wafting off her neck in midnight romance …
their laughter drifts through slides through swings
their laughter, it has wings 

 

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About Maya

I like words like "labyrinthian," "kerfuffle," and "serendipitous" because they're mellifluous. I love poetry, pumpkin ales, sangria, long summer days, Fall foliage, going out of my way to step on crunchy leaves in October, live music, Jazz, Salsa dancing, theater, film (foreign and indie), the arts (myriad varieties), dance (in theory and practice) and any place where I can sit outdoors and take it all in.
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