Outside the rain is raging
The road I took was filled with umbrellas pressed against the rain
And the gloomy gale kept sobbing
I opened the door of the cafe
The almost golden aroma from the cups of coffee caress my nose
And there, my week's summed up on a Thursday
You greeted me with a smile
The words continue to flow like the waves of the sea set in a series of tides
I knew then that this moment is worth the while
You paused and your eyes met mine
The world outside is a jungle of disgrace but on this table, there's you and I
You are hell and daydream combined
I'm lost in your gaze and it was magic
The moment is frozen but butterflies and sunshine still linger on my skin
If this is love then let's solve this logic
YOU ARE READING
for six
Poetrythey say poetry is made from love well then, poetry is where we start
