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In the Café

I was there in the café
When she walked in,
Looking as fabulous
As she ever did.
Or so they say.

Picking her seat,
Taking off her coat,
She revealed soft,
Flawless skin.
Or so they say.

The waiter who
Took her order gushed
When he heard her soft,
Husky voice.
Or so they say.

I was there in the café
When she walked in,
But all I saw and heard
Was you — and you only.
(Or so I’ll say.)

Categories: Light-hearted Love Poems

Donn Lee

I love to read and write. Professionally, data science, technology, and sales ops are my thing. In my non-professional life, I aspire quite simply to be a good person, and encourage others to do the same. For those who care, I test as INFJ in the MBTI.

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