well we watched the starlings fly around the burnt down pier and die spilled my coffee on my sleeve she wiped it with a smile and told me i was juvenile and kissed me softly on my cheek and her hair danced in the breeze like a thousand swinging trees in a forest lying next to stormy seas well we watched the wintry sky turn a shade of turquoise i whispered softly i feel lost she turned with laughing eyes and curled her lips towards the sky and said get your map out then you knob and we laughed like a pair of fools like kids they laugh at school and we wandered home before the day brought dusk