a warm Autumn afternoon,
when one hummingbird
sizzling, flits across
the Starbucks' parking
lot, flirts with everything before
it tastes
an orange blossom
hovering over concrete,
and, for just a moment I am
in this breeze swimming
through classic rock
songs into a Sea of Love
and must know--
Hey..hey, baby, will you
be my gal?
1 comment:
I am there, watching that tiny bird, enjoying the scent of coffee mixed with grilled fish. I watch you as you read you’re book and wait for you to share your thoughts. Passing time at Starbucks with you always makes me smile.
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