BiblioCafé

You caught your hair in a shiny screen
And I can see you dancing in a shallow sea,
But I’m waiting
For your smile to get caught in my eye.
And I see it happening all again
Go figure it out and tell your best friend
You slowly sweep your brand new boots
Across the floor to get your coffee.
And who is this?
Oh, such a sweet distraction.
And oh, such a learning hazard.
Baby, how’d you like to be my hazard.
But you shouldn’t be so amused by the dark roast that’s infused with a hint of your stress.
But where’d you get the time to pick that dress?
You shift your stare
Like something’s got your attention
Like a quiet parade no one mentioned.
But I can’t look away.
Oh, this’ll be the highlight of my whole day.
I’m sitting tall but walking short.
Has anyone told you you’re the beautiful sort.
But you’re waiting…
And this boy’s confidence is so fading.
And who is this?
Oh, such a sweet distraction.
And oh, such a learning hazard.
Baby, how’d you like to be my hazard.
But you shouldn’t be so amused by the dark roast that’s infused with a hint of your stress.
But where’d you get the time to pick that dress?
Sweet dreams
There goes the whole thing.
As you just walk away
And I just talk away.
You are crimson.
But I was jaded.
Is there another way?
I am just myself today.
But you shouldn’t be so amused by the dark roast that’s infused with a hint of your stress.
But where’d you get the time to pick that dress?

​Copyright 2012, Matthew J. Roy