At The Cafe

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When I saw you
at the corner table in the cafe
fiddling with the carnation in the vase,
you looked like the refrain of a song
that someone lost & I’ve found.
Perhaps my heart’ll gather you
line by line.
I’ll dig out the rhythm
as you sit
avoiding my gaze.

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