A breath on my last dandelion
 And so lovers will leave and their tears
 Souvenirs for the very first time
 I searched the world reluctant
 To find a lover enthusiastic
 Speak to me barely if at all

 When I was a boy, funny things
 Water wings kept you confident
 A belly of wine, similar
 To keep yourself indifferent

 And I scraped the bargain basement
 Bought a lover less than fantastic
 Spoke to me barely if at all

 Taste perfume that burns my throat
 And I am free of envelope
 Squeeze an instant out of me

 And she placed a hand between our lips
 How could anything be so precious
 She kissed me barley if at all

 And she, with her hand between our lips
 Gave me what we now have in common
 She left me barely if at all