A Casual Poem

One day I can only hope to be absolutely alive, at ease; without worry to thrive within peace. You see, when something so powerful and so simple, can break waves and leave dimples, pictures of love fly right off the page. Fancy-free butterflies take away heart beats, skipping a beat; out of breath. Moments of equality are particularly amazing. Forgive me for my use of slang and cliche but I assure you that it is now okay to dumb it down some. We are free from rollerblading eyes and the all too many crude usages of discouraging body language. Speaking of that, I may as well let my socks down and dance bare bottom while music cannot be heard. Fancy-free sure does suit me. Kind of like a holiday in a word. 4-30-17 "For Fancy-Free Poetry Contest"