By young lady in blue
Date: 2 August 1999

man at the coffee table

another one of those mornings
he's whistling songs i never heard
guess i have to spend more radio time
he poured more cream on his coffee
mine's getting cold
his melting my heart with casual ease
his lips too far away to see
yet
too close to tease
his eyes swayed to my direction
but
behind my back
why does he unnerve me still?
he still doesn't notice