“Excuse-me”
I was at the café, lady

and when you passed by

your eyes grabbed my stare

hid it in your hair.
“Excuse-me”, may I?
A cup of coffee was busy

sipping me away

when the oceans in your eye

unknowingly

flooded my sight

(to my dismay!)
“Excuse-me”, I dare
I see in your blue lair

my lost, my bewitched glare.
Where should I follow you to? Where?!
Give me back my stare, miss!
My stare, and… a kiss?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Photo: Yves FALANGA ~ https://www.instagram.com/undeux_trois_soleil/