It was a scene from every cliché old Hollywood romance flicks
but it was my moment
the moment where I strolled down the line of orange trees towards
the French café that has been around before I was alive
but came around in the middle of yours
I gazed up at you
(I being the one in overalls)
you looked off into the distance
(you, a light blue shirt to bring out your aged eyes)
but the scene will forever be sketched in my brain
because I thought of you the most magnificent human to ever bless this earth with your masterpiece
your old yellow car sat in the lot behind you
the sun set, you sipped on your orange juice
and with just one wink
my youth gleefully floated away