THE MAN AT THE COFFEESHOP
At a shop of bread, coffee & tea
A dashing stranger once sat beside me
My eyes were glued to a work that's construed
Then this stranger surprisingly intrude
He scared me off right at the start
But soon I found out, he has a soft heart
He may sometimes be cold, but mostly hot
A child within, a playful heart
A confusing character, one must delve in
Deep inside, he needs loving within
I admire how strong & independent he is
Curious to know what more can I see
Of this man at the coffeeshop,
Mehrad Moradi
written Feb 2015#
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