I jumped
and my spirit
shot up ... like a
parachute that gloried
in its fullness … battling
about in the sunny wind … sailing
over the little stories my eyes glistening
in the blue rays … hang gliding thick autumn air …
© Lizarikk 19.32, 28.09.12.
the harpie Nic and emerald clockwork and petra are not welcome to read my blog or use me in any way , there are thoughts in your own head huns
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