The rain came early that year,
bringing with it relief and release,
and the crowds ran for cover,
the rain carried into evry nook and corner,
by the relentless breeze.
I had been lucky,
slipping into the cafe,
when the sky bellowed,
and waited,sipping coffee,
till the tempest mellowed.
Wet and in disarray,
you needed rescuing,
you needed..coffee,
and my offer to share the table,
is part of folklore and fable.
You Smile,talk,sit,drink
I smile,talk,sit,think,
snippets of conversation
still come to my mind,
memories we left far behind.
It wasnt the loveliest settings,
but made special by your elegance,
our first meeting,
by chance,destiny profound,
has its own relevance.
After more meetings,
more coffee..seems strange
we couldnt wait,
to set the date,
and a small reception was arranged.
Today,back again,after a lifetime
Of love,laughter,2 little dividends,
and more cups of coffee,
either, You retain your innocence,
Or, you still love me being rescued by me.
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