She looks at him wonder in her eyes thinking,
why would you want to do that, am a stranger to you !
am I not, you don't know me...so why ? but she knew
because she was Interested in him, as he was in her,
then she smiles as she looks at him,
giving him a cheeky grin,and ambles away.
Because she has spied him before, intrigued by him,
for whenever she sees him he's always writing.
Although she didn't know that she was the subject of his attention
the reason that he came to the same place observing,
writing each minu'te detail about her, his focus so intent.
She liked that young man. As he arrives at the station way after midnight,
he looks around looking expecting, hoping to see whom ?
he finds himself a table and sits by a dim light waiting.
From that vantage point he could see all around him,
beyond and over to the sky's, countless, countless stars
the silence of the meadows, the trees shadowing his silhouette
as the fallen yellow petals like a carpet all around him...
At the coffee shop which is now closed. He looks at his watch,
and he's glad he's on the road again,
tonight the not so full moon peaking out,
but even in that light he can see her sitting at the far side.
The wind blows her hair as it floats swaying dancing in the wind...
She looks special nice, in that dim light as it falls on her face...
she looks beautiful. As he passes she reaches out to touch he's face,
longing to kiss him, she had to do something to stop him
from just passing by, as she slowly walks towards him and smiles,
reaching, reaching out for he's hand, & he fascinated looks at her...
as the light shines at the very moment as they reached out and kissed,
she was so sure of him, but he rather ambiguously..
her way if you want the stars, then reach for the stars...
don't you forget-it.
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