My sun-stained gaze after our walk together Kitchen tiles bathing in iridescence Like an oil spill tugged at my eyelids You're unwavering nerve Looming over us all Our differences placed aside for moments You claimed as your own How lucky we must appear In the reflection of those polka-dotted sungla**es I see myself & thank the spirits He replies "don't mention it" But how could i not? & if i could, why would i never? Pink trenchcoat swang around Stay chopped up blur h-town Pastel tones in the gala And the soft top disappear, voila Will you see yourself then how you see yourself now?