Love Sat Alone
Outside a café of a busy boulevard,
she sat sipping her orange pekoe tea
And I looked at her intently,
trying to gauge her mood
She had a faraway, dreamy look in her eyes
I felt she was looking at someone,
someone who should've been there ... sitting with her
in that empty chair
And she turned her head towards me,
as if she heard my thoughts, what I was
thinking of her right then
This honey-skinned lady, with beautiful dichromatic eyes,
gave me a warm and inviting smile
Her enchanting eyes made me feel welcome
to come and sit with her
Just facing her ... gazing into her rainbow eyes
One eye was brownish-gray, the other greenish-blue
But the color of her heart was of another hue
It was golden, I do believe,
and it was shining inside of me
We exchanged pleasantries,
but she always kept a regal refrain
I asked her was she expecting someone who never came,
she said yes and no
Then with quiet joy she spoke:
last night I dreamed of meeting someone
in the dawn of day,
someone at this café
He would have a gentle face,
but I would know him by his voice
And I heard your voice before you ever spoke
When you looked at me,
and said in your heart: love sat alone
Such kindred spirits we are,
for I said the same of you from afar
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