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a chance meeting over mocha and lattes |
| mocha delight thats what she was to him beautiful as can be full of warmth like the whip cream on his cup grande mocha with cinnamon swirls in the center her smile was sweet as the icing on his Devil's food cake a chocolaty surprise she was to him he looked down then up again only to met her beaming dark brown eyes looking back at him with full luscious lips she said ''may I join you'' he was lost for words but beaconed her to an empty seat across from him he wanted only to get lost in today's New York Times but her presence alone had him lost in awe of her they talked awhile she was model had her heartbroken a few times she loved long walks on the beach he sat and listened that's who he was a writer a lover of many an adventure those few moments over latte's and mocha's made the time stand still just once and years later every time he woke with the scent of her mocha delight next to him he remembered those few moments over mocha's and latte's when she first said ''may I join you'' |