Lazing on the sand,
the sound of the waves,
a patchwork of colours,
sandcastles, children screaming, deckchairs, sunhats, the anticipation
the drone of the commentator in the distance,
thousands of eyes scanning the horizon.
small at first but getting closer,
a deafening roar and you stream past,
a tail of smoke in your wake,
dipping, diving, soaring and gliding,
up, down and over again,
you gave the biggest heart ever
why did you have to go and break it than?
flights of wonder don't ever touch ground.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yJ2HEDJvQA
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