With shuffling steps
They entered the shop.
He held the door for her
(He always does.)
She asked about soups,
“Why’dja run outta broccoli?”
The man smiled and joked,
“’Cause they knew you were comin’.”
He gave her a chuckle.
She hid a smirk.
They decided on coffee and donuts instead.
“I’d like that on china,” he politely requested.
“But I’ll take mine in paper,” she quietly contested.
With battle lines drawn
They’ll continue their flirting
‘Til the last drop is drunk
And the sun,
(which shines so brightly)
Is called the moon.
Marvelous. More, please.
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