Stranger

Now I'm strollin' myself around the midtown downtown region of our area

and noticed a striking women. Quiet, but undeniably noticeable, much like the old man you once knew but died some 15 years back. She had white laced fingertips, stargaze eyes with dark shaped glasses, cinnamon flavor hair, rain man teeth sharp as the serenity in the air, against the determination of others and along with her lazy eye, watched everything as it went hummin' bye.

Carefree and careless take what you must, I simply stared, without blinking.

You have to understand something, she was like nothing I've ever seen before. She had an overnight face, that looked like it went to bed around 5 the night before, pale , pinkish  nose, lipstick that faded out like night time sky, and yet and undeniable pep her step atmosphere about her.

I ordered myself up a burnin' cup of coffee and I saw her reluctantly order a bowl of oatmeal, and Tiger Tongue Tea.

Myself an eligible bachelor decided to count my cards and see what the dealer gave me tonight. The night screamed for audience members. Tonight wasn't dying for satisfaction so I went my way and she hers, but to me all she is WERE words. When you believe in dreams you believe in life. Dreams drive slow, money is blind to her destruction, but a stranger is just a blink away, open your mind and see what they have to say.