Goodbye Blue Sighs

After gold leafing my sighs and helium pumping them thin skinned and flying you will find me stinging juniper breath from popping wine soaked juniper berries between my front teeth. Don't ask questions. Don't laugh giggles in your gut uncontrollable and imagination squashing Just pull up a chair, get your hands dirty with gold leaf Give up your sighs to the heavens and snap me a juniper promise. Then we'll both be smiling.