On a quiet cafe seat where time fell asleep,
You sat, and the universe found its peace deep.
Your eyes, behind glass, a message so true,
A coastline of dreams, an inspiring new view.
A hand that held grace, with a touch I long know,
A garden of secrets where soft feelings grow.
Your lips, like a paradise, sweet to the taste,
Telling tales of a beauty that never will waste.
I’ll print on your lips a kiss from a time old,
And journey to shores that no story has told.
To swim in love's flame, as we were meant to be,
In a new world, a new life, for all to see.
We turn now to two stars of cosmic light,
As Ishtar's magic breast is brought to sight.
Your eyes, Zarathustra's sacred fire glows,
My soul to the flame of love's passion goes.
A life I will carve from your sweet, gentle cheek,
In this cafe where the silent secrets speak.
Our meeting here, with its whispered delight,
Was holy as starlight that shines in the night.
Aug 15, 2025
Aug 15, 2025 at 4:50 PM UTC
On a quiet cafe seat where time fell asleep,
You sat, and the universe found its peace deep.
Your eyes, behind glass, a message so true,
A coastline of dreams, an inspiring new view.
A hand that held grace, with a touch I long know,
A garden of secrets where soft feelings grow.
Your lips, like a paradise, sweet to the taste,
Telling tales of a beauty that never will waste.
I’ll print on your lips a kiss from a time old,
And journey to shores that no story has told.
To swim in love's flame, as we were meant to be,
In a new world, a new life, for all to see.
We turn now to two stars of cosmic light,
As Ishtar's magic breast is brought to sight.
Your eyes, Zarathustra's sacred fire glows,
My soul to the flame of love's passion goes.
A life I will carve from your sweet, gentle cheek,
In this cafe where the silent secrets speak.
Our meeting here, with its whispered delight,
Was holy as starlight that shines in the night.
