The Stranger At The CoffeeShop

The door opened swiftly

As I entered and walked

Up to the table briskly

My sights seemed to have blocked.

He gave me a sultry look

Which instantly diverted

My mind from my book.

He sipped the coffee

And looked at me

It felt like I had

Won my trophy.

It was as if we were meant

For each other

But the flirtations that we sent

Created further more Smother.

It was the conversation

Through eyes whch we had

No words No touch

It was the ending whch turned out to be sad.

Then the door opened again

And his girlfreind swayed

I thought to my self maybe he was

The only trophy I had

But i was definately the best game he played. 

-Ipshita