Je regarde encore

 I gamble my nights with dreams of tomorrow,

 with chances and thrills...joys and sorrow.

I challenge the morning with coffee for two,

with quiet words; the softest blue.

Through the darkness, we dabble in gray,

finding the safety not found in the day.

We hear the music and step to the beat,

exploring the city street by street. 

Down the stairs in the hidden places,

we study the lines on our faces.

Slowly at first, I take down your shields,

walking with you from fun to feels.

From the rooftop drinks and summer sun,

I consider slowly if you're the one.

"Regarde comment je souris, regardez encore,"

Perhaps, it was you, I was always waiting for...