With burger in my hand

Sitting at the patio bank

I looked down at the entryway

wishing to see something extraordinary

then entered the girl

with the red beret

With her man right behind

dragging feet as if he were banned

she walked from left to right

whispering to command

her eyes on the other hand

full of radiance and luxuriance

With a head like Einstein’s

moving with zombie legs

he wore a sweater that was ink black

hanging on his long narrow neck

his lips moved rather fast

anxious to get messages passed

But suddenly they sat side by side

with hands holding tight

legs intertwined

they looked into each other

melting the air in time

I then silently walked by

turning my head with a twinkling smile

oh, the girl with the red beret

blinking to me three times

it was such a delight