I was coming from school
in the staircase I asked you for coffee
to that cafe which has a revolving door
at the foot of the stairs, in the shadow of granite
I felt nervous about your answer
with snow on your eyelashes you looked at me
and smiled
you said:
"I need to get to the dance class",
and I was left standing in the snow
I'm coming from the store
carrying a wooden breadbox
you know, the one with a sliding door
at the corner of hotel, in the shadow of marble
I see you after a long time
with snow on your eyelashes you tell something
and smile
you say:
"I need to get to the dance class",
and I was left standing in the snow
And at home I hear
how an ice cream van sings outside
With snow on your eyelashes you looked at me
and smiled
you said:
"I need to get to the dance class",
and I was left standing in the snow