I. i heard Stevie singin' through an old jukebox in the corner of the Chili Bowl* on U St. i was orderin' cheese-fries...a chili burger... & iced tea...snatch'd a vacant booth while my girlfriend sipp'd her tea, waitin' on her chili-cheese-fries & turkey dog... II. my baby don't understand why my stares be involuntary... why i be lookin' her up and down like we just met... & why i call, "GOOD GOD!!" to her thighs when she's walkin' ahead of me... i can't help but tell her how beautiful she really is...can't help but sneak her smile from her face on to my very own... III. it gets crowd'd... i watch her on the phone doin' impersonations & laugh, while she smiles back at me and continues her conversation... IV. she says when i look at her too long it makes her uncomfortable...so she puts her hands over my eyes... asks me why i look so long into her smile, or her coffee-color'd ovals peerin' back at me... but she don't understand why my stares be involuntary...why i touch her so much, or why i'm the way i am, when i'm in her space... if she only knew how connect'd she is to my heartbeats, she would understand why i need to be around her. V. i look around the place...see customers accumulatin' like dust on a dirty air filter...Parliament Funk's "flashlight" is on the box now... she puts away her cell phone...& smiles as she catches me dancin' in my seat, with my eyes closed... her gigglin' brings me back to the reality of us sittin' in a booth, across from each other...we both laugh... she tells me how silly i am...and we continue laughin' at my expense... i watch her while she's laughin'...rememberin' how many times she's told me i'm such a good person, and how good things will come back to me... i smile while i'm thinkin' to myself, "it already has"...reach for her fingers... & lock them in my own... *"the Chili Bowl" is Ben's Chili Bowl on U St. NW DC.