Colour Pops Dreams

Fragrant wisps dance from lips' soft lisps
as quotes float away on breath's footnote,
a wiggle pushes giggles into laughter's dimples
while fine notions roam the curl of an ocean;
flapping about waves in the mind's ways,
she captures a sigh in a bright blue eye.

Hair's dance flicks romance; a steady cadence,
across a vision's collision with her head's toss,
colour becomes fuller and pops scented dreams
then kiss Heaven; a fountain of delicate bliss,
whistles slap songs as quavers skip along
fine lines of artistic comic pastel coastlines.