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just another cup of coffee
By nancy wydeen cerretani
sedonanana@aol.com

I read your bio, interesting, words from the heart,
This guy is open, exposed, the picture sucks
but the message is poetry to my soul.
I leave a message.

A dad, a grandad, widowed for two years,
almost ready to retire.
I hear the lonliness between the fullness,
I've worn mine for 21 years, know the sound, wore it out.

My message, I like what you have to say, here's my phone number,
If you'd like to talk, call me after 10.
Hi, you say, I'd like to meet for coffee, tonight
At Denny's, why not, see you around midnight.

We sit in non smoking, I like you already,
Words come easily, feels like we know each other somewhow.
We share common interests and talk without pretense
About out families and where we are in our lives right now.

I realise this time may be different,
A quick hug in the parking lot and we are both on our seperate ways home
But we decide to talk again.
Nothing for two days and I'm sure you aren't interested,
Maybe I read you wrong.

Would I like to go out, sounds like a plan but I have to work,
How about lunch and a walk in the park.
We share our knowledge about trees and I wonder just how I know so much.
I spent most of my childhood in the woods I explain as much to myself as to you.

After an asthma attack,
I realise I am wishing I didn't have to be at work by three but,
Life is not a dream and living requires me to work.

Next time we meet, you come to my house.
We go to the rocks to watch the sun set.
I am sharing my soul and even my heart a little.
You tell me that you were impressed that I met you at the door without my make up on.
I let you seem as I really am right from the beginning.

There is little time or energy for anything but the truth at 52.
Life is flying by for both of us.
We seem to find this working with little effort.
I like that, no struggle, fits like a comfortable shoe.

It's been a year, you take me to Denny's at midnight for our anniversary.
We come home and you ask me to marry you.
I say yes.
You see, dreams really do come true and I know this is one I waited a lifetime for
And the wait was worth it.



Nancy Wydeen Cerretani
Web Site:None Given


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