With the heart of fate left to chance, aimlessly I treaded
Into the pleasant atmosphere of my favorite coffeehouse
Unexpectedly I entered into a brief encounter
With a long, lost friendly face
What had appeared as a haunting silence
Swiftly evaporated into a stimulating conversation
Her attention shifted from her studies to
The beauty of the words that escaped my lips
Could this quite possibly be love at first peek?
My internal organs were on the brink of implosion
I could barely resist from cracking a smile
In the wise words and acts of common sense
I let Mother Nature take her course
The woman who had happened to be my friend was ever so beautiful
Her long, thick hair was of the utmost magnificent shade of auburn
It reeked of the most marvelous scent to ever reach my nostrils
Her smile sparkled like the twilight of the stars in sync with the moon
In the midst of our extensive discussion of poetry
She showed me her pen; stating that it was crafted
Purely from nothing but Purple Heart dragon wood
And just the mere sight of its rich purple color was fascinating
I had become blind to the difference
Between her charming beauty
And the captivating, hypnotizing ink
That ejaculated from her pen
Clueless, I had gotten caught up over
Whether or not I was in love with her or her words
What was it that originally attracted me
To this extraordinary creature?
The answer may never surface
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