In a cafe dimly lit,
with whispers soft and low,
The scent of coffee lingers,
and time seems to slow,
A sense of deja vu,
a feeling oh so true,
As if we've sat like this before,
oh yes, just me and you.

The steam curls from the cup,
like our memories in mist,
And the taste of bittersweet,
on our soft lips, it kissed.
As if the clock rewinds,
with a love that is due,
A moment in eternity,
Still, just me and you.

The words we cannot say,
like echoes from the past,
In this timeless space,
where our shadows cast.
A poetry of moments,
where locked gazes cannot be denied
In this cafe of great brew,
our hearts were liquefied.

So let us linger here,
in this hazy dream,
While the coffee's warmth,
Makes a comforting stream,
As we dance in this rhythm,
of past and present twined,
A poetry of deja brew,
Has our love redefined.

@iam.inkedsoul