You are fleeting in a way that all good things are
you leave me with the best taste in my mouth right before disappearing
Cotton candy in a pink martini, gone the second liquid touches it
Thin strings wrapped around themselves playing out a thunderclap of laugher and a symphony of my name leaving your lips
Dissolving through the static of a phone call
I’d drink you up in a second if you weren’t so far away
If life had dealt me another hand
An ace of diamonds instead of a joker with teeth exposed
Smiling through what could be in another life,
Or in a dream.
But one always has to turn the light back on and wake up.
Beep beep beep