You
sat in the bar
swimming in
the lakes of your mind.

I surfed with my eyes
through your curly hair,
and suddenly
you woke up.

Where are you going,
I asked,
Suburban Princess
tonight?

Time
broke in pieces,
our night dress was
inside out.

You looked at me
like a shooting star,
your fire travelled,
oh, so far.

Come, have a rest
into my arms,
let’s fill our gloomy
empty hearts.

Where are you going,
I asked,
Suburban Princess
tonight?