Bliss For Sale
I’m walking down a crowded street
The street assailed by a thousand feet
I see you at a booth selling multi-colored balloons
They float against the sky like a hundred moons
I make my way through the crowd to your booth
You smile at me and you remind me of our youth
I stare at them and how they float back and forth in the wind
They remind me of the bliss and innocence, when I was just a kid
With your smile “Sir, they’re fifty cents each or five dollars a dozen.”
You don’t recognize me; you think I could be Rachel’s cousin
“If it interests you, you can fly far away from here”
“You can see and feel what most fear”

“But what if I want to come back down?”

“You can’t go back and never again will you see this town”
“But it’s so amazing to see and fly so far from the Earth”
“It’s like starting over or a slate clean rebirth”
“Look at all the others flying above us”
“They didn’t think that life could be more than it ever was”
“Now they are part of something much more“
“Don’t be tied down by what you were before”

“I’m scared. Can you help me?”

“It’s easy. I’ll need forty dollars though”
“Sorry but the world does revolve around dough”

“Here you go. Now what do I do?”
“Where do I go to?”
“Are you coming with me?”

With your intoxicating smile “Of course I’m coming, silly”

“You don’t ever want to see this place again?”
“You’re going somewhere you don’t know where or when”

“I don’t care so long as I’m with you”
You look at your feet “It just feels like the right thing to do”

“It would be a pleasure to take this voyage with you”
“Trust me; that is definitely the right thing to do.”

“Now what you do is, you tie them to my and your wrist”
“Just like Superman, so they don’t slip off, raise your arm and make a fist”

“Check”
“Check”

“Now hold my hand and don’t look down till I say to”
“If you look too soon the magic is lost and that is not something you want to do”

“Now just like in Peter Pan, think happy thoughts”
“Of lilacs and forget-me-nots”

I feel as though we are floating slowly toward the sky
I had always wanted to know what it was like to fly
I feel your hand getting warmer
Does she know what we were in our life former?
I taste metal and onions
At this altitude I’ll never have to worry about foot cramps or bunions

“You can look down now if you’d like”
“Perhaps you can find your house; Psych!”
I can only see empty space and twinkling stars
The Earth has disappeared and we are coming close to Mars

“Where are we going to?”
“Do we actually have a place to go to?”

“Second star to the right”

“And straight on till morning; just like in Peter Pan”
“Does that actually exist? Will I never become a man?”

“Of course it exists”
“Right now we should probably check our wrists”
“Well it appears that we lost a couple when exiting the atmosphere”
“We can get extras when we resupply at Sotrak Seven; no need to fear”

I look into your eyes and I become reassured
No more nerves because it is the danger you seem to have measured
You kiss my cheek and then you hide your face behind a bundle of strings

“Why did you do that?” blood flies to your face faster than water to glacial springs

“I don’t really know why; something just came over me”
“I don’t understand it so can we just let it be?”

“I’m not complaining; if you thought I was offended, I wasn’t”
“Not exploring your feelings is a mustn’t”
We sail through the galaxies in each others arms
Locked in a kiss that only loves and never harms