Adaline
It was down there on the western shore,
Where I'd been time, and time before.
I laid my eyes upon a woman there
With brown eyes and chocolate hair,
She said her name was Adaline.
I asked if I could sit, thinking she'd decline
But she just smiled, and said for sure
I'd never heard before a voice so pure.
We started talking close to noon
And before we knew it, dusk came soon
I said "we should probably leave"
"I should give you space, and room to breathe"
She just laughed, a bottle in hand.
"Why? Did you have something planned?"
"No, no", I said, "just trying to be kind"
"Well, there's still wine, and I don't mind".
Passing it to me, it went down clean,
But the taste was bordering obscene
Now with the stars above, hanging high
We watched the satellites slowly glide;
"I feel I've met you in another time"
She said at the end of the wine,
"Maybe some strange place far away,"
"In a different life, or different day,"
I nodded, because I felt the same
Maybe it was her face, or her name.
I was too drunk to tell,
But when I looked at her, all felt well.
I was growing tired way too quick
And knew in the morning I'd feel sick.
"Oh Adaline, could I get just one kiss?"
"When I wake tomorrow, it'll be you I miss."
Leaning in without a word more to say
She kissed me there, out on the bay.
Afterwards, we drifted off to sleep.
I dreamt hard, and I dreamt deep,
I knew then the moment was done.
I raised my head in the morning sun,
When I opened my eyes on the open shore.
Where I'd been time, and time before,
I laid my eyes upon a woman there
With brown eyes, and chocolate hair,
She said her name was Adaline.