Kissing a Dream

When I travel across the world,

do you know it

or feel it?

Did you feel us kiss

as we flew through the sky?

A small kiss

that I'll never forget.

The more I tried

to wipe the pink lipstick

from my lips,

the more it spread

up my cheeks,

down my chin.

I could barely carry you

as we flew in slow motion

across the sky,

our bodies wrapped

in an embrace.

Now my heart is pink.

My world is pink.

Everywhere I turn

is pink.