Bliss,fleeting
and frail like a twitch
of the eyelids.

Why’s she dancing with him while their playing
A song that we called our own

Can’t she hear my heart, its breaking
God, I’ve never felt so alone

How come he gets to be so happy
When I feel I don’t belong

Why’s she dancing with him…
While they're playing our song

Took the metro downtown
thought I got off scott-free
Visor hid the driver’s eyes
(Shade for the shady)
Beaded like the rosary on his mirror

Stepped off without looking,
actually saw but didn’t see
Doors hissed behind me closed,
eyes growled before me open…
a sheep in wolf’s clothing (not the other way around)

Pin striped suit and black fedora
sleek (it has been mentioned)
and a banana for dinner (hard and *****)
yellow like a coward I once knew,
peeled like my heart is now

The street signs giggle,
got off at the wrong stop (snicker, snicker)
should have paid more attention,
should have paid the exact fare
Thought I got off scott-free…boy was I wrong

They were right...you know
No matter who you are
or who you think you are
there is always someone better

my mind spinning in kaleidoscopic directions
and dancing in the streets
collects traffic light colors
in an ever changing constant sheen of red

staring as crowded sidewalks corner me
in an alley by the way
scanning every frowning face
and candy store window…for those dark eyes

tapping my toes to the sounds
calling from second floor balconies
draped with confetti grins and waving hellos
in a paraded cupped hand stance

walk / don’t walk lights flash
in syncopated beat with this moment
as I see your reflection in revolving door glass
and my heart spins in your movements

crossing guards jump, cardboard stop signs firmly in hand
white lines on black asphalt beckon
as this two way street, (perfect for dancing)
leads you straight to my arms