i want to go eat octopus in valletta

but not today

maybe tomorrow

it may be windy and they may cancel the ferry letting its blue body dance with the waves in the middle of the bay

give me the binoculars

from your little balcony i can see the old city across the bay and the little restaurant beneath the walls just near the water

if i look hard enough i think i could tell what the people on the nearest table are having for lunch

it's the same restaurant we ate at that first afternoon

when it started raining and as large raindrops were falling in our wine we were laughing at the waiter trying to save the menu board

with the binoculars give me a cigarette

i'm gonna stay here for a while

feeling the sun on my face i will try to figure out what are the people sitting at the cafe downstairs saying

i can see the color of their eyes but they'd never look up and see me

next door is the sliema burger king and i can't stop remembering writing down that address in my little travel notebook

just another awesome stranger

but apparently not quite

i can feel your steps behind me

even when i turn around i can still see the yachts anchored in the bay reflecting in the glass behind you

and i can see me reflecting in your blue eyes

tomorrow we are going to take the ferry and eat in valletta

but today i'm not moving from that little balcony

today is all about sitting in the sun and holding you

my lovely stranger