Conversation Over a Cup of Cappuccino by Marvel C. Pephel
CONVERSATION OVER A CUP OF CAPPUCCINO It was high summer. The afternoon breeze Was kind enough, And so we talked away Our time. “You are beautiful,” I tell her. She looks on, And asks me: Like what? I smile: “Like a flower garden.” Rose, tulip or jasmine? She asks me. “Jasmine,” I say. Why? She […]
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