>> Thursday, May 31, 2012

i see her falling.

Her hair flails around her head like a thousand tentacles.
Like the radiant sun.
Like a benign Medusa.

Her dress flutters in whispers.
The wind escapes through her fingers and her open arms.

Breath still, her eyes open in wondrous splendour capturing every glint of the sunlight.
The world reflects in her eyes.
In her fall.

And then i catch her.
The minx grins at me and says, "Let's do it again daddy!"