I am patient. I got that from going fishing. Its been a few weeks now. Today I’m going to see her. I can’t wait. I’m so excited. When I walk thru the door. She will stop on the floor. What she is doing and look at me. I will glow. The whole room will also know she is on my side. I will stroll across the room with the pride of man. She will meet me before I reach my seat. She will look at me as if I’m her man. I’m not. Still we know if there was a chance we would go full motion. I could love a girl like this it's a hearts ocean. I’ll look at the bar maid and call out my favorite. Long Island Tea she will fix. She pours some extra rum in that thing because the air in the room is now thick. I stick out my hand. The girl takes it and holds. For a moment time will come to stand still. I have to release and turn back on time. To get all others to cease. That look they gave. The stares and we made. When we greet each other this week. I’ll tell her I can’t stay long. I’m in for a drink. She delivers it with water for herself. She will take a moment to sit down and talk because she likes sharing herself. She is deep. I love it I don’t get that much. I tend to gravitate to depth. We laugh as we talk, we sharing some thoughts things that men of nations call wealth. I’ll get up to go. I told her so. I’ll see you maybe next week. She knows I’ll be back. To have my mind attacked by that lady that makes me weak.