So It's a Date?

Yes no you said to me As you sipped on your tea This coffee town outlet expresses no poetry As you realize that the bag is still in My scrambled eggs metaphorically describe my vocabulary I stutter like learner in first gear Your green eyes make me melt like like like Some sort of soluble No? Well then I will not be seen as a coward A coward, a *****, a conquest, a conundrum This is my heart and I’ve put it on the line I’ve pegged it up and you’ve left it to dry Yes? The door swings and flashes the sun across my face I’ve seen the light. We meet tomorrow night The hard parts over. Or is it? What’s my next question?