The old bijou cinema
has not changed.
Not for all the years
that I remember.

I sit here alone now
the old place almost empty.
Bogart and Bacall
are lighting up the silver screen.
I know this movie by heart
and find myself
whispering their lines.

I still  sit in our old seats ,my love.
The ones where you and I
fell in love
so very long ago.

We fell for each other here
alongside the golden
movie stars
of the old days.

I knew back even then
you were too beautiful for me
.beauty like yours is for the gods.
Not for such an ordinary man
as me,

I have never stopped
coming here my love.
Even though my heart
was broken into pieces
and still remains so.

You see,sometimes
when the stars kiss
and the romance
swirls in the air
like starlight
I can feel your hand

squeezing onto mine
just like it did
so long ago.

And for a moment,
just a tiny
brief moment,

it is as though
you are right here
with me once again.
And all in  the world
is right once more