Your laughter dances with the bubbles.
You change direction drunkenly
Heavily leaving limbs behind to
Follow where your red face leads.
Elusive baubles flirt and burst and spin
Fragile victims of the wind’s rough play:
The breeze that longs for even bubbles’ brief
Visual matter, their ephemeral chance to shine.
Tripping in giggling distraction
You fall, muddy knees and shaking shoulders,
As rainbow pearls descend to crown your
Innocence and joy with soapy jewels.
Knees weak with glee, up you get to
Reach again for spinning, leaping air
And I can only grin from ear to ear.
Up from somewhere deep within
The grey and muffled lostness of my joy,
Laughter froths and bubbles,
Irresistible as a sneeze or tears.
It erupts and you are both there,
Crowned by sunshine and fun:
A pair of mad, delightful, independent souls
With so much to explore,
So much still to love.