string of bubbles

our meetings are bubbles
fragile-beautiful-complete 

but we can't live there

i want to stay inside 
push myself through the walls

but i exist in another space

it is what it is

you say this to me
to keep me safe, secure, sane
and i believe you

it is what it is

and it is so much more

a tiny truth revealed
your wants needs desires
another bubble to the chain

it is what it is

and still it isn't

each time growing stronger
another type of bubble

waiting for creation

it is what it is

a quiet peaceful meadow
waiting for the moment

it is what it is

tiny string of bubbles
watch as it floats away