Smokey,
Lights dimmed low,
I wait on the corner.
What I wait for,
I don't know.

Smokey,
The music plays...
I am deaf..
I am almost blind..
And yet I wait.

Smokey..
My warm breath
Reaches the cold air..
I wait with arms wrapped
Around myself..
Wishing I had worn a jacket.

I step into the street,
Further into the night
Air.
I look back at the smoke
Filled music room,
To see you waiting....