The jumping fish.

While on my second
date with you,
I should be listening
to you.
But I am not.
There is a fish
jumping in
the lake in front
of us.
He is big and
keeps jumping
up in the air.
It almost doesn't
look real.
I say to you,
Do you see that
fish jumping?
What fish?, you reply.
You continue
talking.
I have no idea
what you
are saying.
I am taken
with the jumping
fish.
You grab and
kiss me.
I am shocked.
Do you see a fish
now? I ask as
you pull away
from me.
No , you say
I see no fish.
It is a pity,
He is the most
beautiful, interesting
fish I have ever seen.
I say, looking for
him again.
After the date
you get in your car
and drive away.
I do not remember
your name,
but I remember
that jumping
fish.