Coffee date

Met a pretty girl in a coffee shop,
an old acquaintance, of sorts;

After a nervous hello and extreme dehydration,
we shared a cup of coffee, over pleasant conversation;

We spoke quite a bit, I was a little out of breath,
of travels vast and days of past, and oddly enough, of death.

With the sweetest smile, and a glimmer of wonder,
she spoke of her insatiable, lust for wander’ing;

And as the coffee was over and our time, up,
I bid adieu to this angel with an awkward, hand-shake-hug.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

2 thoughts on “Coffee date

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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