Transience

By Lilian Bui

Give me a city kind of love
Where the lights down low burn brighter than my heart
And the champagne glass is the only thing that keeps us apart
One with heavy coats and snow during winter
Where I'll clack my stilettos and wear my pearls to dinner.
Where Sinatra is the only thing louder than the roaring traffic boom
And we make love under white sheets in a studio apartment room

Give me a country kind of love
Where the grass grows higher than expectation
And open spaces leave room for imagination
Let him walk me home on dirt roads that never end
So I can fall for his poetry again and again
Though under the stars we go together singing songs sung blue
Our bodies intertwine later in harmony too

Give me something that won't last
Something that will end too fast
Give me something just for tonight
All the wrongs before I get it right

When feeling is a matter of perception
And one easily falls victim to crude deception
I'd like to feel a little more in a little less time
When you've once been stripped of hope and pride
And in place of your heart a void resides
Would being a little greedy be such a crime?

Hurry, hurry, I haven't that much time
To do all I want, before the future unwinds
I should be so lucky if I could find
A breed of passion of the fleeting kind

Before I find something that does last
Something that won't end so fast
Something that survives the insistent night
Before I find something that does feel right