i feel like
a puff of smoke
one breeze away
from fading forever
i feel like
a shadow
should the sun reappear
i'll vanish
i feel like
steam
on a mirror
in the way
waiting
to be erased
i feel like
dust
on a forgotten book
fearing remembrance
knowing
i will be dispersed
and vanish
i feel like
a lipstick smudge
hoping
you don't check the mirror
and wipe me away
