Even ***** Alice is beautiful.
She takes me to Wonderland on a breath fueled zephyr.
We sit atop the world with the wise; Enlightened.
We adventure with friends our circle on the seas.
She's cookie cutter; mass produced
Yet one of a kind; she is magic.
Her heat gives rise to our balloon
Higher Alice will guide us to the cusp of our existence.
Galloping across the Galaxy and those beyond
My imagination's mare feeds from her bowl.
In her cup she cradles me.
Through her my medication is administered;
She is my Physician, Psychiatrist and Pharmacist.
Her airways fill and her mouth is chipped;
But even ***** Alice is beautiful.

I inhale your invisible fume and succumb to a wave of nostalgia I could do without.

With each blink a flash of your face burns my eyelids; your piercing eyes as eerily soothing as ever.
Your aroma straps me in to ride out the highs and lows of our memories.

The hairs on my arms and neck stand at attention searching for you as my brain remembers your skin and fills in your touch.

I exhale your redolence and open my eyes slowly. You fade from my mind for now and leave me all over again.