Champagne in Memory

We’ll still laugh together about all of this... babyAbout the drunken headlights of my unsteady hands on your breastsAbout my despair—Fred Astaire tap-dancing on stageAbout the serene lake of your gazeAbout the words parachuting out of our mouthsAbout dreaming of a child, babyOf the intensity of your beautyOf being lost in the chaos of your armsOf our tangled legsOf watching you fade into the horizon while I agonized over your farewellWe’ll still laugh together about all of this, baby...Thinking of nothing, like the innocent ones on the sidewalks...

Poesia

Champagne in Memory