Sunday, May 29, 2011

If I Could Fly, I Would Be A Ball of Light

Follow the trails of tails of light circling and winding, twining, looping, jumping and humping making colors without names, sounds without waves, heat without blisters illuminating, cooling, heating, inciting riots of inexplicable, inestimable, frivolitious, mischievous, and pure joy to cause an explosion of contagious, uproarious and volatile happiness.

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