I'm falling, falling fast,
onto lush velvet grass
drowning in straight strands of green lace,
lost in white light and boundless space.
I'm falling, falling fast,
shaking loose my glass-housed heart,
melting with the joy of spring,
I'm as happy, as happy as, absolutely anything.
Tushie 31/7/12
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