Dandelion

You above me in the alley

Cupid shooting dandelions

Rusty railings

My boots slipping

My only failing: thinking you were clean

When I could see you with my dirty eyes

Cupid drinking dandelion wine

We are a three legged race

A stuttering steeplechase

It's after midnight but we don't have far to go

Cupid slinging dandelion hope

We are a three legged race

A slow burning steeplechase

It's after midnight but we don't have far to go

Cupid blowing dandelion smoke

Wrecked with clarity

Two of us who can't be numbed

Walk off arm in arm

Likе watching something burn