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 vent...Parliament Funk's "flashlight" is on the box now...
she puts away her cell phone & smiles at me 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 that i'm a good person, and good things will come back to me...
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.
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