I once had a evanescent lover
it was a total blunder

I am a woman who danced and jumped
hugged and fell in love

I was that and more now my portrait is a mosaic spread over different hours, days and years

my right foot sleeps during the day and my left foot at night.

I never ask you to save me, but to run away with me

I am the best thing at this party my sweet disposition
your hesitant gaze

like a moth to the flame a drunk to drink, I respond

you unwilling to be emotionally available
not interested in pulling that truck

when I know no one touches you like I do
is it only curiosity
and so little devotion

clearly you can make plans
clearly you do

always on the outside
never to be include

not a country

I’m interested in visiting

Is it over
when I turn you on

is it over
before it even started

Is it over
music plays as we lay together

Is it over
as you showered and I slept

is it over
when we shared a beer?

my sweet disposition
your hesitate gaze

my memory lingers
I know the feeling all too well

I’m the best thing at this party

Is it just my imagination is better than yours
that I can imagine
the cures