I Am A Lady In Spain

I am in love with a boy.
And his smile brings me joy.

His eyes are blue, like chlorine.
And if you look hard enough, they soften,

And you can see me.

 I am a lady in Spain.
Sunlight falls on me like an acidic rain.

A girl glares at me with her heavily lined eyes.
They look like a big pair of black sunglasses.

And I wonder if you can see past your own pride.

I shout out through smokers who come to here me sing.
They throw tips in my jar, right up to the brim.

And I wave goodbye to them to find life anew.

I am the tender of the bar.
Vodka is beginning to send me into a peaceful place.

And I daydream about cradling the stars.