terça-feira, 21 de maio de 2019

flowers in the mug

when I saw you, the poor stranger
sitting down at the table with the guys
you had such big eyes
you stared at everyone so curious
I tried to help you understand the chattering
somethings were too confusing
somethings not funny at all
like when I hit the glass door
you didn't laugh
you seemed so serious
and so interested in what I had to say
I wasn't going to kiss you
but you sounded so Italian
so free and sweet
so inviting
I gave you that mug
hoping you'd come back
so we could put flowers in it
and make it part of our story

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