Her Memory (In A Starbucks' Cafe').

Unpublished Works, © 2010, BillyPauleyJr.*

Her Memory (In A Starbucks’ Café).

Adrift in her memory,
In a Starbucks’ Café,
I don’t wanna stay here, o’,
But I can’t get away,

We were there on Michigan,
At the Water Tower mall,
Hand in my pocket,
Close was nothing at all,

Outside the Hard Rock,
Rob Thomas cried,
‘I must be lonely’,
And then we died,

That was my life,
That was my love,
Traded my heart,
For a fraction there of,

And now,
Her memory, o’,
It’s not enough,

On a city sidewalk,
Near the river Seine,
We found the Eiffel Tower,
In the moonlit rain,

L’art du Louvre’,
The love in our hearts,
Mirror image opposites,
Looking quite the part,

Laughing in the bistro,
Freely finding our way,
The love of a lifetime,
Fell asleep on the train,

That was my life,
That was my love,
Traded my heart,
For a fraction there of,

And now,
Her memory, o’,
It’s not enough,

Felt her warm in Sedona,
Chill in San Francisco Bay,
Her dry eyes shined in Cairo,
Spilled onto her cheeks in Taipei,

She was with me,
And without me,
Every step of the way,

That was my life,
That was my love,
Traded my heart,
For a fraction there of,

And now,
Her memory, o’,
It’s not enough,

I don’t wanna stay here, o’,
But I can’t get away,
Adrift in her memory,
In a Starbucks’ Café.

- WillyToad*

… this is a Smokey the Toad™ production.