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Coffee In the Park
Always something to see or something to do, Comfortable in a familiar setting, sitting on a bench in the park amongst the trees There she sits looking wonderfully pretty (oh, how she is so very pretty) --The one whom shares her time drinking coffee and tea Every day I see beauty, however this day it sits right close, just next to me, The color of her eyes changed like the shades of leaves on an inconspicuously romantic fall day As it was, it is unsure as to whether we really meant to charm each other. Thoughts worked their way out of my mouth taking the form of words, She returned the favor --Some filled with meaning some filled with none sense (these thoughts turned word) Wonderful words nonetheless Regardless the conversations passed with the generous breeze; the words faded out into unexplained places. Stared at my feet, the beauty was blinding Self-consciousness washed over me and though I rebel against most things I could not my nature And so felt naked as my eyes could not hide my attraction to her even in a downward stare. Nervous- she must have been aware of such, as she gently nudged me with a smile here and there in what seemed to be an attempt to get me to relax. No matter the meaning it helped me relax. Hours passed with smiles and deep glances though the moments remained in my mind. Curious are the curious things that interest me, yet do beautiful women not interest everyone? What a wonderful distraction in that familiar place upon a bench in the park amongst the trees Always so much to do, so much to see on an extraordinary autumn day.
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