sitting in a cafe …

or maybe by chance
while sitting in a cafe
you’ll meet a weirdo
buried in a book
unable to fit in
floating in a cloud
rejecting the norm
nothing like the rest of them
seeking an adventure
someone who just understands
unconventional
compassionate
captivating
seeing through his quirks
and into his heart
dancing beneath
the brightest of stars
humming
“tale as old as time”
two nervous hearts
beating in synch
a fairy tale ending
for beauty and her beast …

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