Cafe Coffee Day

It was late evening that day, when finally we met again,the cold war between us was eminent in the form of ice tea on the table
the mad rush hour of the cafe couldn’t supress our voices that bellowed inside minds
the cushioned couches and the soft music lined a lot of creases on our forehead.
After a hour or so, a mumble came out,”He was not meant to be mine”…

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The cafe was abuzz with chatters and music
filled aroma of coffee and intimate moments
A piece of red velvet cake savoured a table
and creamy cups of mocha enticed few.
A fragrant breeze came near the counter,
spelling out her treats one by one.
He watched her as her hair pangs fell on her shoulder
while managing to hold the tray of cupcakes together.
He gulped to breathe as she stared at him while her teeth digged into the cake
smearing her  lips royally with cream.
Rest your heart for another few minutes
O babe, the cafe will close and I will meet you soon
Stare not that way dear, I promise
Evening this day we will make it more romantic under the moon.

Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life

Disclaimer: The image(s) in the post are taken from Google. I don’t claim any of its rights.

TENDER LOVE

The coffee house,
Cocoa Aroma,
He and She,
Their first date.

The coffee house,
Love in the air,
He and She,
Their first Valentine.

The coffee house,
Intimidating passion,
He and She,
Their first big celebration.
The coffee house,
Bitter arguments,
He and She,
Their first fight.

The coffee house,
Comforting and Cheering,
He and She,
Their first new beginning.

The coffee house,
Tender Love,
He and She,
Their first kiss.

The coffee house,
Buzzing with commotion,
He and She,
Totally lost in each other.

Copyright ©2014 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
Disclaimer: The image(s) in the post are taken from Google. I don’t claim any of its rights.