Noontime with you
After lunch coffee we go
Frazzled, I am in blue
You wear gray, old show
Smell of roast fills the air
Dim lights, old frames, vinyl song
In a glass table, square we share
A place we always longed
Mine is latte, bitter and milk
Yours is mocha, cream and sweet
A time together smooth like silk
Where old caffeine and rusty music do meet
*jvanooffee
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