Many moons ago
With sips of exotic coffee
And a fluid conversation
Laying next to her
Drowning in her eyes
With ambient so tranquil
Celebrating gravity of being
And beauty so real
With emotive senses
And precise words

With last sip
Finally he proposed her

"Come live in my heart"
"And stay musing"
"And let me embrace you"
"At soul level"
"Like a poetry"

Looking into his eyes
With next sip
She replied

"You're welcome"
"You have touched my trust"
"I want to read you"
"In more ways, than one"
"Like a poetry"