charing cross road in august light

Charing Cross Road, in August Light

Sunlight that slipped between two tall edifices
onto a city grimed brick building, looked sepia,
like a photo, in a local newspaper, say, 1950.
The building housed a bookshop that had dusty
windows, yet a man in a grey suit, that hung
loosely about his slim frame, not too big- the suit-
it only seemed to have been made of too much
cloths, stood reading; and that was unusual as it
was an old bookshop selling well used hardbacks.
But he was only passing the time, a woman in
a long black dress, matching hat and flat sensible
shoes, came up to him; they briefly kissed, then
walked off together, left me wondering if they
were long time married or prudent English lovers.