A Jubilee Of Laughter... Poem by Nestor David Armas

She smiles;

As she laughs in piles,

Of joy; excruciating pain;

In your side as you lose your breath,

You can't catch it;

It's gone, but that silly smirk,

Lingers on your face;

She can't help herself,

Eyes wandering;

Searching around,

She locks on to you;

A guided missile,

And you burst;

Like a water balloon,

Thrust into space;

Clearing your head of worries,

Like she took you for a walk;

But you're still here,

Never went far;

She was always near,

A breathtaking muse;

A jubilee of laughter...

(05/31/2010)