brown eyed boy
looking back at me
smile on his face
and my heart hurts
i don't know why
green eyed girl
staring at me
she's so pretty
it burns inside
' your order? '
his voice is
cashmere soft
and
i want to fold myself
into it
warmth rolls down
down
down my body
with the sound
' green tea please '
in one second
i am slipping under
her honey tone and
glowing golden eyes
to match
i want to lick the sweetness right out of her mouth
i wonder what she sounds like with her voice raspy
clock ticks and machines hum, buzzing
people at tables
on devices and reading and eating
being quiet
i look at him
i look at him to find him looking at me
golden girl with the syrupy eyes
standing by the corner
waiting for her drink and i
can't stop
watching
in utter awe
of her beauty
' here's your drink '
i hesitate,
i hesitate
as slim, warm fingers briefly encase mine and the steaming cup slides into my palm
she waits,
she waits
and i am the fool
because i stay quiet
and let her slip by
( in my dreams
we always meet
in a coffee shop,
and every time,
we fall in love
in a coffee shop )