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An innocent question

The kid in me wants to play
The grown up asks, who's going to pay
What do you say?

In the coffee shop


Breaking my reverie
She walked in


Without knocking


My eyes followed her gentle walk
As she moved around the tables
Like a swan among lotuses
To the coffee counter


The sparkle of her earrings
Reflected on her cheeks


I could not believe that it was her


So I opened my eyes 
And she was also part of my reverie