Running Late. Walk into Starbucks by the
Lake for my Morning Latte. He was sitting
In the Corner. Wearing Dark Brown Fedora
Sporting Navy Blue Moccasins, sipping Mocha
Our eyes locked a moment as he looks up
From reading the Morning Papers
“Mamm. Can I take your order?”
“One Grande Hot Chocolate and Croissant please”
“What kind?” “Chocolate.” “You want it microwaved?”
“No, please. For I am in a Rush to Work.”
As I hurried to my Car. Damn. He so fine. Should have
Walk on by for a Date. And I messed up my
Order for that matter. “Chocolate Drink?”
“I am a Latte Woman!” Then I hear this
Voice from behind. “I believe in miracles
Were you from you sexy thing? Halt, and shivers
Then drop my Car keys. As he bends down to pick
Them up, and our eyes locks again. “I believe too
Oh. I so do. And I do love Dark Chocolates.” Moments later
Smooch and Tasty for it was Love at first sip. “Bye Bye Latte”
