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The Giggles

Giggles,
they’re coming out
like hiccups,
impossible to stop.

Eeeeeee!!!
Blam!
I just fell
off the futon
and onto
the floor.
Giggles just
keep spilling
over and out,
as I roll
over
onto
my back,
curled up
like one
of those roly-poly
potato bugs.
The thought
makes me
laugh harder.
Giggle, giggle, giggle,
hee!
It comes out
all high pitched
like a hiccup.

And I’ve found
my inspiration
for my next
piece
of poetry.

Giggl...hic!

I think that romance can, note that I didn't say "will", be deadly...even the most innocent can hurt in the end. But one really must never forget one's past with a person they cared for, no matter how painful. Those memories are to be treasured, and remembered fondly. And if nothing else, there is always a lesson to be learned.

This is a message to those I love.

Never forget your past!

And these tears that roll down my cheeks...
I look at them, little sparkling globes,
and I wonder at how they can be so sparkly, and happy looking
when part of me feels empty...