POEM

In a bustling realm of roasted delight,

Where fragrant whispers danced amidst soft light,

There sat a girl, a vision so serene,

In that quaint coffee shop, a living dream.

Her presence adorned with an ethereal grace,

A sun-kissed glow upon her gentle face,

Eyes like galaxies, twinkling with pure delight,

A universe contained within their captivating sight.

She sipped her brew, a delicate ballet,

A symphony of flavors upon her lips did play,

Each sip, a story, unfolding within her soul,

As time stood still, under a spell, I whole.

Her laughter, a melody, like wind chimes in spring,

Filling the air, making my heart sing,

Her smile, a brushstroke, painting joy on my heart,

A masterpiece in motion, a timeless work of art.

With every turn of a page or a simple glance,

Her spirit exuded a subtle, enchanting dance,

A mystery, a riddle, impossible to decode,

Yet I found solace in the secrets she bestowed.

Her words, like poetry, flowed effortlessly,

Breathing life into moments, so divinely,

She weaved tales of love, of loss, and of desire,

Creating symphonies of emotions to inspire.

In that coffee shop, her aura cast a spell,

A magical essence that my heart knew well,

For within those walls, she held a sacred space,

A beacon of serenity, a soulful embrace.

Though our paths may never intertwine,

Her presence lingers, an imprint on time,

And whenever I wander past that coffee shop door,

I'll cherish the girl, forevermore.

For she was the muse that ignited my pen,

A girl in a coffee shop, beyond mortal ken,

And though she may fade into memories' embrace,

Her essence shall endure, forever in this place.