bar fool

I saw her across the room fingers wrapped around a bottle the others spread out on the bar.

I walked over to ask her to dance she said yes resting her fingers in my hand.

After a kiss or two, I thought I knew. But I was tripped up by those baby blues. I’m just a bar fool.

What I thought was love was the smoke and mirrors and the reflection of the bar lights in her eyes.

To me, there was more than a just a passing glance and slow dance. But she walked away and I never even knew her name. I saw her across the room fingers wrapped around a bottle the others spread out on the bar.

I walked over to ask her to dance she said yes resting her fingers in my hand.

After a kiss or two, I thought I knew. But I was tripped up by those baby blues. I’m just a bar fool.

What I thought was love was the smoke and mirrors and the reflection of the bar lights in her eyes.

To me, there was more than a just a passing glance and slow dance. But she walked away and I never even knew her name.