Beauty walks by, my eyes can't help but see;
That moment in time, my heart is at ease.
Contemplate the sight, what it does to me;
I'd write reams about thee, you as my tease.
Your beauty incarnate as you breeze by;
I am trampled by that which is called love.
Right at this moment you have caught my eye;
Believe me, this I know what I speak of.
It happens to me, two, three times a day;
Women abound for all of them I fall.
While others act as if it's so blase;
A wish it could be, to be with them all.
Beauty walks by, away from me she goes;
With this I end this lascivious prose.

Aquarium windows frame the quartet
Dining at a lonely kitchenette

A man hovers over his coffee alone
Dark motionless figure made of stone

A couple sit and blankly stare
Neither of them seem to care

And the street outside is dead
The couple say nothing that should be said

The waiter waits for his dime
Then hits the street covered with grime