didn't know his name

didn't care about his age.

the wine was red

and the music was old.

he was tall, gorgeous and shy...

it was an one night stand

an escape from feelings, tears and thoughts.

a freedom of unknown bodies in the night.

the story had no cinderela

and the dress was black.

the barman and the maneater

but in the morning he said "you're restless"

and she was... thinking of her damaged heart.

And called this tale a therapy.

An attempt to free herself from you...