Park Wood Bench

O how I wonder what the night will bring... Will it bring me some one to feel a fling? A fling that is brisk and quick that will make me fall in love again? Will the night be peaceful enough not to scare my timid heart with it's darkness. I sit here on this park wood bench and hopefully I'd get a quench to get up and leave, before onlookers see that I am alone and I do not need their pitying eyes rubbing on my back. But a whisper of wind has turn my head before I could get up. O by what meaning of the howling sun is this!? You lower your glow so I could miss a face that shimmers when you splash her your warming waves, Hair that yells it last call of hues of Burgundy brown before it shadows into the night. My midway stance makes me look fumbled and I decide no more! I shall leave before I'm made a fool of this wanted chocolate kiss... candied covered skin; the ones that I always delighted for... No more! No more! No more hypnotism from this addicting looking woman. "Would you like to sit?" O I've been struck! By the sound of chocolate milk pouring into my head. Delicious milk it is, shall I take another sip? But Here I've stay to watch the sun sleep and then the yellow became the white for the moon was shinning bright, and stars began to say: Don't you want her to stay? O but how could I have ask of this? If you would see a fool in bliss he could not ask for more after this wish how I ponder all of this as I watch her hair play with her face... And as I watch, she displays a really something type of face a face with kindness and wild thought a really wanting type of face a face that lingers in my thoughts a really flaunting type of face a face I need to keep unlocked She places her hand on my chin; "Would you like some Hot cocoa from the cafe?" ..my mind has fainted my eyes went blank and there she waited till I came back And as watch, she displays a really something type of face and then the yellow became the white O how I wonder what the night will bring...