I had stood at a food truck in New York's full streets
crowded by the people with jobs and other feats
I stood there with some friends waiting
time passed by
all of us worn and tired
needing a restful eye
They brought you to me
you their fellow friend
for I was new
I hadn't known you then
They embraced you with kindness and affection
That was when I noticed your complexion
Your skin was white as the winter snow
It was from then I knew I couldn't go
They brought you to me
and then you tugged me in
you greeted me and made me feel like I was drunk on gin
I was so distracted by your dusty blue eyes
I didn't even hear the cooks cry
but when I returned you already had left
and I felt the tug of a heartstrings fret
I know you now
but back then I never knew
but I remember that after
I always looked for you
and your hair
A bold blond hue