May

The frustrating frenzy

The flying currency

The to and fro

Impressive consequences.

Missing your moment

While flying high

Coming down to create new ones
You feel the moment on your skin
Like an itch.

Peeping moonshine

Romantic dinner

Delicious kisses

And tangible forms that love you

Battling loneliness

By sitting with friends

Who themselves are lonely

There’s no such thing as

Drinking down your sorrows.

A change in the design of your life

In a frivolous fortnight

Are you happy that you are happy?