You and me pink shades looking into a mirrored pool
water smooth as glass no reflection just a bounce
and it’s 4am footsteps are like a whimper in the night
and when the sun rises all of my angst
all of my failures drift like the distant sound
of a lover stepping off without notice
without a kiss or hollow words…call you later babe
maybe the fear of “after-all” and the “high” levels off
a lovers shuffle can turn a promise hollow
we all know in the after glow
promises are like milkweeds in the wind
glorious fleeting feather-like wisps unattainable
memories splinter from heart to fingertips
and time stops for no one juxtapose to never growing up
if I could sail off the flat edges and never look back
storytelling would my life’s joyful madness

©2019 TrilbyYates