Ari Alsio

The Warm Air - Poem by Ari Alsio

The warm air now,
above on my head,
a marvel of nice,
where they also fly,
the kind of show,
as the fairies go to bed,
through the wind flirt and other spice,
the idea on a small sky,
mind so good for flow.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Form: Lyric

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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 2, 2015

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