May 2016
Sipping coffee
by a cafe window
siphoning the throng
of jittery people
shifting along.
Is one rushing here
to meet me,
but got the timing wrong?
Guess today
destiny isn't meant to be.
by a cafe window
siphoning the throng
of jittery people
shifting along.
Is one rushing here
to meet me,
but got the timing wrong?
Guess today
destiny isn't meant to be.
Written by
grumpy thumb
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