Chimborazo

I've met a girl sky high at a club
I don't even visit my local pub
I've only touched shoulders and waist
Among animals with not so much taste

Poker-face smile
Professionally trained
With self-esteem pleasure
and a mind fully made
You told me your name

I noticed you and was afraid
To become insane again
I was shy and high
With a cig after hours
Outside.

You briskly passed me by
Touching my hand
Saying two words
I didn't know why
Even more popular than "Good Bye"

To which I smiled with
"You are welcome"

Her pheromone
Crushing my brain
Night was becoming a day
Glimpses of May in September
And then October and November

A.K.