bubbling up in this glass of champagne
small pieces of you
this is all that remains

a memory of word
a consscience unclear
so much for the talks of all you hold dear

I see in a sip
a picture of you
what I thought you were
shows now so untrue

at least the taste remains the same
goes down so smooth
yet the aftertaste bitter
on you I will blame

a lifetime lived once more
in a bubble or two
all I have left
the memory of you

08/17/2005