Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Hopper

A cafe scene is set
Two lovers appear near
There's no sign of regret
But subtle signs of fear

Everything is right
Even all the wrongs
What's holding on so tight
Does either hand belong

There's a mystery in the air
Its left unsolved so far
He can't bare to stare
We haven't set the bar

The cafe lights have dimmed
Secrets still afloat
The night quickly trimmed
Anything left to quote.

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