a poem in response to this prompt by Kathy Jacobs for Chalkboard

Balloons — photo, courtesy of Pixabay

Dimples deepened in shy divots 
Condensed behind my glass,
Amber flecks unfolded
Eyelashes into paper kites,
Their red tails tugging
Flushed lips slightly to the right,
Failing to hold back the grin
As voice left, leaving gibberish

Behind my eardrums, lilting clouds
Where the 99 red balloons were released;
I floated by your window 
On the silk of a butterfly wing — 
Did you see that rainbow outside?

…the way you moved me,
When I first saw your smile.

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