the only thing i need now
is a piano,
is black and white keys
and a soft melody.
cigar smoke
that curls blue around the ceiling,
and feeling prettier than usual;
all i need now
is that creeping dream of
urbanity, sexuality, musicality.

i could find you there.
or, you could walk in the door
and see me with your searching eyes.
i could meet you there,
legs crossed and leaned forward,
ready for the next best thing.

all i need now is one song
to take me away,
one chord to keep me company
during these nights.