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