You were playing upright bass near the South entrance of the park across from the fountain, under the shade of a tree. I was wearing a short black dress and converse with big black sunglasses. You watched me apply sunscreen as you played, when I moved from a front row seat to the shade, within your line of sight. I wish I could have stayed until you finished up, so that I could’ve introduced myself. Your aura kept me glued to that park bench. I’d love to get to know you
