red shoes

red is what we paint the town
when Tomorrow is as distant as the sun.
on a cloudless night,
the stars shine bright
and dreams dance in the sparkling twinkle of your eyes
as if Love is all that matters – more than yesterday
and all its oversized baggage waiting to be unpacked.
tonight is a song with no blue notes
as we tap on ruby slippers:
and insist/persist on living solely and utterly
and righteously in technicolor
because carpe diem and all that jazz, they say,
live for today; long live the day
into the splendid night
of frolic and debauchery –
where Love is all that matters –
as promises get swept away
under heavy rugs,
hidden like secrets kept for another day;
shushing worries and wishes not yet realized
in tomorrows not yet here.
when all that matters is a thing called Love,
this day and night we will stomp and jump,
shake and shimmy, and trot as we trip the light fantastic!

© 2022 b.cisek