He smiles at me
May I take your order please
Cappuccino, latte, or me
Frothy steam
Coffee kisses daydream
Red lipstick blotch on the coffee cup
Thank you
Your welcome

"My girlfriend"
You will never know how hearing those words
Crushed me

Don't look at gray clouds for answers
Dull, blurry, nondescript
They cloud the mind
With mystery and uncertainty
Here today but gone tomorrow
Like a dream lover

My solitary self came wrapped in blankets
Searching for answers in murky clouds
Illusions shattered
The answer came in darkness
In peaceful awakening
A mystical enigma fills my soul with wonder
And I am never the same

On world poetry day
I'm a tortured poet
When my ambiguous words
And meanings
Touch your soul

Is there love in a coffeehouse?
Like those silly Hallmark movies?
Coffee is love
But hides in mystery
In laptops and cell phones
In wandering eyes
And ****** musings
In the buzzing sounds of a lovely brew
To be consumed by you

Thankful for you
More than you know
The telepathy runs deep
It's certainly a mystery
Never to be understood
Just let it be