July 23, 2011

we ran in tight circles
that stretched into serpentines,
ribbon candy and sparrows.

we parked behind the Toys R Us
in the air conditioned car.
we split a sandwich
and put our sunglasses on the dash.

we watched the greenbelt do the wave,
the clouds demonstrating their talent.
the trees like people in stadium seats
a sweep of shadow crossing the wooded valley
leaving behind a gulley
flush with light.

sometimes romance
is a surprise exhibition from clouds.

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