a moment more to describe

Music is playing, ruff, stuff, puff or even something bizarre
people are passing at my window,
the sun is shining.
I am reading, thinking, not dreaming, even writing...
Like a camera I record the restless looks of the woman with the skinny dog,
she passed by, an the time is growing appart from me...
Just a moment to remember,
and nothing else matters...

I miss her, and I feel, and I am me, too!!!