Cafe Girl

We walk as two, but we'll leave one set
Of tortured footprints
Now here she comeswalking through the
Doorgiving that look since
I roll with shook wimpsi'm
Shaking in my boots
Kids are behind me eating steak and soup
Talking 'bout beatbreaks and loops
And I wanna' turn aroundjoin
In on the convo
But I ain't got jack to say
And it's sad to sayi'm just a poetry
Fag actin' gay in my black beret
I just came to this wack-ass café
To drink an ice coffee and kill a
Bit of time before the matinee
Why oh why did I need Cappaccino Cooler?
Now I'm trying to avoid eye contact lets
See if I can fool her
I put a look of concentration on my
Face as I scribble on a napkin
Squinting my eyes
Acting like I'm really serious about this
Mess of non-sensical pen action
A web of chicken scratch and ink blots
Is she still there? Standing awkwardly
Glaring? I think not
Look upthink again shitnow when
Is she going stop making me waste ink from
My pen as I sit and pretend
I knew I should have come with a
Friend i shrink and I send
Myself into meditationand I'm on
The brink of Zen
Is she buying it? I pick up my
Empty glasstilt itand drink the flem
She's STILL scoping! in fact
This chick's a 10
At least in my bookwhich isn't
All that well read, but it's been said
Once she gets her grip on
Men they simply bend backwards
She attracts nerds, jocks
Substitutes and student teachers
Who all profess their love for
All of her protruding features
There's no fooling this creature
She's WAY fine so dope
I'd have to smuggle her across state
Lines or else pay fines
What's holding me back is what I
Heard through the grape vine
She's a non-conformist freak who only
Comes out in the daytime

"Don't look at me" I can feel the burn
Of her stare on my sensitive skin
I'm anti-social and I don't know
How conversational sentences begin
Plus, I'm allergic to the
Medicine of sexual healing
This impotence is sickening
She's sensualappealing
Now I'm covering up my crotch
Region by crossing my legs
Lost in thoughts of whores in my bed
It's awfulso I'm forcing my head
Into my forearms i shouldinvite her
For a cup of Joe
It would do more harm than goodi just know

I meanshe's no Natalie Portman
And I've been kind of holding out for her
Naturallynow my thoughts spinand she's on
The "out" for sure
Graduallycontort my mindframe so
No doubts occur
I activate testicular bravery and
I shout to her

Our eyes lock and time stops

She floats over to my spot
And I say "Hi, I'm not

Trying to hit on you like the
Way all these other guys jock
I just wanna' let you knowi'm the type
Of person who lies a lot

Sometimes I fart and I pick
My nose like a maniac
I'd be glad to front the cost of a date
With you as long as you pay me back
If we ever reach the friendship level
Where things like that are shared
And I know my facial hair
Is weirdbut I've been
Waiting for someone like you
To shave my beard

I'm usually more discreet
About my insecurities
But todayi just ain't prepared"
In all honestythis dame just stared
And I was like "Uhhhyeah so ummmheh"
Nervous twitches were initiated and
Out nostrils flared
Our eyes started wandering and I
Was rocking in my chair

I just continued on scared that I
Lost herin my upfront approach
She looked at my napkin and
Noticed what I wrote which was nothing
I said "The funny thing isi could
Have used you as a muse
Wrote you sonnets in iambic
Pentameter and then produced
Mass amounts of unsent love letters
And out-of tune love ballads
Some validbut most just to get
You thinking of marriage
It's untrue i don't want to create a
First impression I can't live up to
Ijustwanna

She said "Nuff said i'm a theme park
Ride me until the sun sets"
So I jumped up on her shoulders
As we exited the entrance