Coffee Shop
I.
On my bike I ride
Over hills and into town
And today I settle
At the coffee shop.
By the window I sit
Through the door
People come and go
-I observe.
II.
A short-haired girl
With sandals and beads
I’ve seen her before-
Quiet and shy?
She seems maybe
-but I am as well.
Charms hang from
Her necklace
Beautifully polished
stones and crosses.
She reads her book,
And sips her tea,
She glances out the window,
She knows not how
I study her.
III.
The way you dress
And wear your hair,
You stand out
Especially to the poet
Across from you.
IV.
Soon I will go
We’ll pass
I’ll remember
This day with her
Was special.
Nothing more
Needs writing.
Nothing more
Needs saying.
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