happy birthday
We walk into the sunset you and i
We don our wings, fly into the sun
As they melt and we fall into the ocean
Pegasus comes to rescue us
And takes us to the mount where fire is hidden
We kiss, silhouetted against the jewelled expanse of the country
And then on winged sandals race home to the fortress
Where our children grow and play
Gone are the days of adventure
Gone are the days we snuck around stealing food
Making love under the covers
Hands on mouths to keep from giggling
Shushing in secret
Gone are the days of foolish youth
where spending was more important than saving
where winged chariots set fire across the sky
having water fights between cars on main roads
crazed bystanders soaked by accident
gone are the days of internships
I am the hated dept head in a shitty nonprofit
you await your annual bonus
and make your subordinate slaves go through the terrible rites of passage
we kiss, silhouetted against our bed, familiar and kind hands
holding for comfort
each touch a reminder of the millions of other times
play acting
to regain the unfamiliarity
we fight about buying cars and mortgages
not about the rumour she heard from him and told me
or the rumour he heard from her and told you
we have grown up you and i
yet still remain children
nostalgic about our future
