Your words float
Aside
Along and safely
Inside
Hollow iridescent
spheres
Safe from our
Fears
I watch them
Closely
I love them
Mostly
I imagine they
Land
Precisely where I
Stand
They tickle my
Feet
A slow trickling
Treat
Swirling circulating loving
Words
Drawing in jealous
Birds
They chase them
Feverishly
Oh
If you could
See
This vision this
Dance
Such an equivocal
Trance
These bubbles would
Burst
Eliminating all that's
Cursed
-Madamchryzl-
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