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kiss whimsy into my palms blow raspberry giggles across yummy ripples of pudge tumble banter along the notes of our glee music, skipping lightly in four-four time got sparkly magic in my fingertips chime bliss from thin air kinda fly with this mama thing peel back edges curled rotten with a resilient terror spores of future failings collect inside worn creases where convention and confidence fold in on themselves unload my best guesswork as gumption and trust the composition kinda fly with this mama thing author these moments in my own native tongue roll hard consonants and lilt delicate vowels refuse gullah patois sanctimony grant permission unto myself for the translation grant permission unto myself for the translation kinda fly with this mama thing finally relieved from this heavy cloak once buttoned all the way up to my chin unclothed now, baring all of my misshapen wonder celebrating the only-est good mother i know how to be posing without any pedestals in sight certified only by the quiet murmur of slumbering angels by their tight cinch around my neck and waist by the vast universe blinking brightly inside their eyes kinda fly with this mama thing copyright 2009 d. kelly |
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