She sits
in her favorite spot,
sipping coffee
one sip at a time.
Reading her book,
lost in another world.

He passes by,
glancing at her,
wanting to say something,
but thinking she never notices.
He tells himself,
She’s too far lost
between the pages.

But she feels his presence.
When he looks away,
she looks at him
in awe,
how beautiful he is.

She wonders,
Does he know?
That her book stopped making sense
after the first glance.