Just another...

He’s sitting alone in the coffee shop

            Laptop open blank stare on his face

Waitin’ for the night’s entrée

            Fall salad with a slice of disgrace

He hadn’t fallen, he never got on top

She hadn’t stolen, the heart she dropped

Just another case of love at the coffee shop

She sighs a smile as they make up their mind

            Her thoughts a mere table away

Silently he sits staring into space

            His midnight eyes never stray

She hasn’t fallen, she rarely gets up

He hasn’t broken, the fumbled cup

Just another case of love at the coffee shop

The door opens in this crowded café

            Both look up from their spots

Another story line enters the room

            Bringing answers, or maybe not.

They haven’t fallen, just playing their parts.

No love stolen, and no broken hearts

Just a lost case of love at the coffee shop

By Dave Schipper © 2014 Rose Riversongs