Friday, April 25, 2014

In case you're curious, this is the kinda stuff that takes up space in my notebook when I get free falafel wraps at the coffee shop

Laughing, flying

Love lives in the lines
let go with the flight
of our laughs.

Letting loose with cartwheels
of joy and mirth,
downhill to
side by side and if we
can't cartwheel we will
jump and let go of gravity.

Roll. Fly.

Roll and jump and cartwheel and
there was a time I was the king
of the backwards somersault,
impressive in its own way.

And we're never sad when we
let go of gravity and travel
with our feet off the ground
and laugh
as we roll toward the sun,
like flying only with
a few more well earned

bumps and bruises.