Eyes meet across the coffee bar
A stare so deep comes from afar
She smiles sweetly, then shyly looks at her feet
He smirks knowing this girl feels some heat
She waits patiently for her coffee to go
As he moves closer, imagining her tied up in just a bow
She shifts nervously playing with her purse
He moves closer ... Is he trying to make this worse?
She is allured by his scent... Something almost heaven sent
He looks straight at her... Head slightly bent
She glances up... Without knowing she is giving that look
He bites his inner cheek...he is caught on her hook
She looks directly at him ... Teeth tugging at her bottom lip
He leans across to grab a spoon... steadying himself by placing his hand on her hip
A feeling runs through her... Excitement?, nervousness? Lust?
He senses it too... Taking this girl is now a must
Her coffee to go is placed infront of her... She turns to leave without a care
"The names Scott he called... And for you I have my soul to bare"
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