Yellow Cab

Several occassions of endless moments-- the aroma, the color, and the smiles-- they all leave me frozen in time. A place that keeps me waiting and craving for something special. I clamour the feel of ecstasy with the mere sight of each welcoming smiles that blocked our path. Held by caring eyes and a grip of assurance that leads my way to the counter. A commanding voice that never ceases to brighten my thoughts, dictates the flavor of every piece that spices my life. We sit, wait and look into each others eyes. A glance over the shoulder from here and there, anxious and waiting for their well known piece. Spoken but not uttered and this is what I feel, your silent motion traps my thoughts and leaves me numb. We babble non-sense, yet we know not what non-sense is. Here it comes, the piece that reminds me of you. A masterpiece of different flavors that compliments each other, the wholeness of a piece that inspires my aching stomach.

These are the endless moments that this place reminds me, happy thoughts of loneliness and solitary contentment. Another message another thought, another lonely reminder of the past how will I go on.