Bowie left us this morning
You whistle a tune in tribute
Still a little drunk from last night
We know that nothing will be the same
You swim in the water of the pool
A challenge of your fine motor skills
You seem to embody the divine
As if David Hockney had painted you
We talked all night long
With sentences stripped bare
I still have so many things to say to you
Maybe I would have done better running away from you
I wish I'd hid my tears
Here's to life, here's to tragedy
Do you know how much you please me?
I hope that we never let go
Is it the heat that's knocking me out?
Or is it yesterday's alcohol reverberating?
Before you, I feel so small
I want to fall for life¹
You look like Prince Charming
Tell me, do you really exist?
I know that we just met
Would you marry me?