Don't Touch That!

I touch it.
I open it.

Roar!

I was gliding around the light air
bright colours gleamed
blueyellowgreen silvergold

A light, mild softness
walloped against my face
it was a handkerchief

Woosh

Everything goes away.
There are some things I remember
there were things I regret and things I forget

The day I was really sad
The day I was really bad
The day I laugh so hard I cried

The day she walked
Down the aisle

And the day she said
Don’t touch that