A blonde one sitting across my table at Starbucks.
Her laptop says ” Drink Tahoe Brew”
She has a nose ring, I am okay with that.Let her be herself. Fiery eyes, a typical case with the blonde ones.
She doesn’t sip her drink, it’s been a while, is she not thirsty?
I’m getting old, I’m not confident at this age.
Queer do I look, she knows where not to look. Saw her in a car it was a cab that she took, courage is missing I forgot where it’s been put.