Her First Smile

Her First Smile

I first saw her at the old coffee shop
Her fervent lips licking the silver spoon
Mesmerized, with her heavenly beauty
Not wanting, but fell in love at first sight.

I dressed to impress, in crisp white and black,
To serve my love in a red coffee-mug;
Latte-Art, Espresso Shot, Microfoam
To make her feel happy, I learnt ’em all.

She would sip, pull the zip, and leave a tip,
But I longed for a while to see her more,
Alas! I couldn’t say those magical words;
So, I chose to walk away from her life

One day, I saw her at the city bar
Serving wine; that’s when I saw her first smile

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