Beauty In a Bubble

she smiles behind the bubble it's shimmery translucence enhances her enticingly out of reach yet i reach out touching the bubble, i notice its firmness but not hard like stone it's supple like youthful skin that can be pierced and its life giving blood released her smile falters has i remove my hand from the bubble we talk some more her laughter is infectious i lose all track of time watching, listening, and learning but later has we say goodbye i am the one smiling smiling because i know that i will return tomorrow but this time with a safety pin so i can bust that %@!#$! bubble