Yesterday I went to the coffee house for a cup of coffee and the rest is what you can read....
Their eyes met and heart beat faster
Next moment they were stealing glances
They pretended they weren't looking at each other
Yet their eyes would flicker and meet again.
How old were they, maybe 16 or 17
I sat at the table by the window and watched
Each visible muscle getting tensed
Their skin growing hot and red.
The girl smiled silently when her friends chattered on
The guy nodded his head when his friends made a racket
And for me, my tall latte'
Felt warmer at the sight of their blush.
Poetry by Amy Valentina
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Written on 2010-10-27 at 09:54
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A moment of love
Their eyes met and heart beat faster
Next moment they were stealing glances
They pretended they weren't looking at each other
Yet their eyes would flicker and meet again.
How old were they, maybe 16 or 17
I sat at the table by the window and watched
Each visible muscle getting tensed
Their skin growing hot and red.
The girl smiled silently when her friends chattered on
The guy nodded his head when his friends made a racket
And for me, my tall latte'
Felt warmer at the sight of their blush.
Poetry by Amy Valentina
Read 468 times
Written on 2010-10-27 at 09:54
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