i felt your trigger,
on the hood to my mind.

i missed what was said.
you see I was like a pebble
but just a little higher.

so i simply grabbed for the stars
and asked why? just a little more ******,
as i turned our eyes met, in a moment,
for an hour.

you made no move
in awhile i wont forget that face
the way you walk, with lackadaisical grace,
on a Thursday.