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Poem about longing for a lover |
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I think of you drinking coffee in a small caf You could be having it any way You'd like, but its my fantasy Ill hope you'll agree Being in a Cafin June. I hope to join you soon With a Latte or Tea Just you and me. The world passing by You and I Relaxing side by side As we sigh Together, taking a view of the City My, My, won't it be Pretty in Italy, Rome, Paris Or Dublin Perhaps San Juan or London I don't care As long you are there. |