A dark eyed girl
leaned in a shadowed doorway
smoking a french cigarette.
Tendrils of smoke
drift up towards the sky.
A light eyed man
stood stiffly across
the way, next to the park.
A black bowler hat perched
jauntily on his head.
Her face dark, unlike his
had attracted him.
The girl smiles shyly,
taking it as a cue he walks
across the road, towards her.
Few too words are spoken,
and they start to walk down
the little street
with such a closeness;
appearing to be
two long lost lovers.
