I was travelling in the bus
And someone blew a whistle
Right next to my ear
Noone really understood what happened
When a few of my breaths
Spread about like small specs
Of glitter and dust
Noone knew that I have dandeline breaths
Some other time someone
Who didn't know me that well
Had something to applaud me
About and they patted my back
With a thump and dandelions blew again.
Spiraling and sprinting away from me.
I was worried and scared for I had not
enough breaths for someone to blow
But then I met you and I was flying
And I suspected you to be a dandelion
Too so to sort out my theory
I touched your lips with mine and
Pulled in some air when you
Did the same, and both of us had
A little bit of us inside us.
They say dandelions bring you
Kisses from love
I say kisses bring dandelions into us.