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Click hereI watch her walk, watch her stroll
across the park, springtime green
she has a look of casual calm
with a streak of mean,
Determined look on her face
a woman with ambition
on my bench I sit and watch
run through the addition,
She heads into the coffee shop
sits down in a booth
should I go and sit by her
I’d like to, that ‘s the truth,
In my mind I do just that
I’m pleasant, a delight
we discuss the future
plans for the night,
Knees under the table
brush close together
she’s wearing a pendant
a single letter,
Ask her the meaning
smiles and does not answer
ask what she does in life
says she’s a dancer,
Lithe, thin, athletic
a dancer, no doubt
says the A’s for Attitude
what she’s all about,
Both finish our coffee
the last bites of scone
could I have her number?
call her on the phone,
What would I ask her?
What would I say?
I watch her get up
and watch her walk away,
And I’m still on my park bench
lost in fantasy
be careful what you watch for
might not be what you see,