Happy Hour

Grace and beauty time have frayed
chasing rainbows by the score
lovers sipped in nights of intimacy's cocktails,
knight of heart not captured among pillow quests.

Eyes searching for newest serving of love's martini
face forced in cosmetic smile,
practiced while stumbling over the shard of her fantasia vessels,
another round of wishes consumed with lurid conversations
falling always into chasms of aftermath's disillusionments,
happy an hour her spirit never finds.