Clouds of Innocence
by Mike Strom
Mystical dreams…
Magic.
On the beach,
blonde hair floating
above royal purple leotards
she laughed, kicking sand in the air
silhouetted by cerulean skies
cobalt blue seas,
creamy sails
set in the
summer
breeze
heel
into
brine
curling,
nodding softly,
clouds of innocence…
whispering,
she is
ready.
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