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,

uphill

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.