to the coffee shop queen

Santa Barbara CA

Description

This mind drifts to you every hour. Questions of where those words I shared came from. How luck arrived to ask are you my soul mate? Why did I run away from you? I don’t write poems for people like that. I’m not even a poet! What is your name. Writing to you with the full moon It’s not as wondrous as you at Dune. That day is coming again Same time same place.