I was sitting across from an old man
He laughed leisurely and spoke great
He must’ve seen me staring at her
For he said “Young man, right now you think you have all the time in the world, but in reality you’re almost dead, so run fast.”

She was leaving the train in such haste and grace. She wore a golden romper and her hair flowed like silk caught in the breeze.

I left my backpack and sprinted, slid down the railing! The stairs would’ve only slowed my racing heart, as I hit the pavement lost in the crowds of a big Apple city. Left and right, where could she have disappeared in the daylight, for she radiates moonlight.

I finally caught a glimpse of her, and for a moment time seemed to stand still and she caught the glint of my golden eyes. As the seconds passed we never broke eye contact, but in the faint distance a man seemed to approach and he kissed an angel. It seems our love affair will be that of a long lost gaze.