(A woman at the coffee shop)

Local streams are not the same,

And foreign flow tends lonely fare.

But every time I speak to you

I never leave at worse for ware,

You’ll never leave me sad and lame.

The day we met, you laughed at me.

But care me not, I sat and stared.

And even though I’m black and blue

And even though I haven’t fared,

I’m floating on your gentle sea.

I know you think we’ll never be

But, care me not, for I love you.

We’ll live in minutes, brief they stay.

Forever time, our life will brew,

For loving time is time for tea.

For yesterday, I was alone,

But time has passed, a day for some

But then you sat, and life did hop.

Your winding wind, it made me hum,

And words about you, we collide.