Talon toes grasp grass <br />As something cartwheels inside <br />hits my stomach, loops over my ribs <br />and nearly falls back into place. <br />Head somersaulting spins <br />Arms stretch to tingling airwaves <br />which crackle static-charged <br />and I’m not earthed…floating… <br />in the dark but lit <br />by flashy lights who <br />dance with me, <br />waltzing on the water <br />fox-trotting and tripping the light fantastic. <br />Swans and ducks and geese <br />observe the craziness languidly <br />they’ve seen it all before. <br />That moment of romantic recognition <br />Alive and pulsating <br />Spinning and drifting <br />and in love.<br /><br />Guy Carter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/small-change-50-cents/
