In lonely anguish I walked,

in no paticular direction

Seeking to numb my saddened heart,

with any fancy that should cross my eye.

Feeling that happiness would never come,

and only in this aching lonlyness whould I reside.

Then came a figure dressed all in (skintight) black,

with light brown skin and slightly darker hair to match,

which seemed to spread our from her face like sun shine.

Her eyes wide, ignorant of saddness it seemed,

her smile gleaming like the moon in a starless sky.

And as she passed, I smiled at the thought my pain might subside.

So for some distance we walked the same path,

I laging some ways behind waiting for my chance;

but when the time came to go our separate paths

My mouth in fear did not open,

and I doubt it will ever get another chance.

(If I spoke,

would she have thought me a fool,

If I had looked into her eyes

would she have turned away,

If I had walked beside her,

would she have chosen another path to walk

leaving me embarrased and wrapped in my pain.

But in making the decision not to

I am sure I never had a chance...)