Sitting idle at a coffee bar Sipping into some hot cappuccino and life passes by like a windy day sunglass stares of the bourgeoisie honking tonk of the cars and I wonder what if I get a glance oh that woman in the pungent red dress swaying her hair to the cross naillpolish tip top-ed up to date fancy crochet badge and a heart felt wind carry some bubbles from a boy in grey and her hands flow up and down in sway a heartfelt giggle rings my ears I turn and fall to ground no wonder they say it just takes a moment moment to sweep you off i stare i stare and she smiles away what wonders have you created oh GOD crystal bottles chunking to breath I leave my table to walk a width and she turns to glance at me A glance which lasted an eternity my white shirt drenched in the rain i walk towards those deep sea eyes she walks towards me and every other moving sound seems to stand still i meet her at the bottom of the clinton town