soft brown hair falls down her back as she swings; back and forth, back and forth. the metal chain creaks beneath her weight higher and higher she flies above me, while i can only watch in amazement. she laughs, tells me to stop staring and start swinging too, but I can only see her; her and the sun that shines bright behind her illuminating her figure in the sky like a bird: beautiful and luminescent, gliding on clouds humming sweetly and soaring freely and even as i lay here, eyes closed and heart slow, i can still see her silhouette flying, pink lips grinning wide, ochre eyes twinkling and for a little while i let myself grin too