She smokes a cigarette
Cool but ill-advised
Somehow looks expectant
A mist across her eyes
He watches from a distance
Too battle-scarred to care
She and he are separated by
A table and a square
An empty space beneath the sun
The light intense and cruel
The bell rings out to tell the time
The midday hour - it's noon
And shoppers move discreetly
In the quiet pools of shade
While she and he are separated by
A table and a square
So where is love, she asks
The masterpiece of life
The dream every traveller seeks
The taste of paradise
I long to be a babe in arms
Held tight and still adored
Not cast adrift on a careless sea
Hiding behind words
One day he'll come early
She's already in place
He will slowly recognise
Something in her face
And powerfully calling
It engulfs him like a wave
Time for them to be united by
A table and a square