Beers in the Afternoon

Dusty old window frame,
Painted purple years ago.
Chipped.
You would like it here.
Beers in the afternoon
Always seemed ok with you.

Supping our pints
Your tobacco on the table.
Golden Virginia -
Rolled in it's funny way.
Lighter?
Inhale, exhale and another sip.

Heavenly folk music ripples
Through the bar, up the corridor.
We could be anywhere,
Our mutual loathing forgotten.
This place an amnesty
To what went before.

Orchestra Seats

Saw that film "Fauteuils d'orchestre".
Was wonderful.
Made me think of you.
Looked for you in every scene,
Hopin' to see your face.
Woman smokin' under the street light.
That you in the Bar des Theatre eatin'?
No.
Listenin' to the beautiful piano sonnata?
Maybe.
As the pianist tore off his shirt did you gasp?
I did.
Does that happen at a concert?
Guess, well, my imagination runs wild.
Just seein' Paris an' thinkin' of you,
Even in movies.