Upon Seeing a Couple Kiss While I Am Taking Coffee Near the Airport

1 March 2018

What if no one witnessed the couple’s quick kiss? 
What if I was not in the coffee shop now,
Having cappuccino alone and gazing at those who pass by? 

Coincidences mark the imprint of this hour.
Whether they be casual or one of great weight,
How could I tell? Only the kissers knew the import of their kiss.

Kisses I have known (and among them were yours,
I recall one when we were going upstairs,
That’s another story, however youthful, honest, a pure joy—

As I think all kisses must be if done here,
At a coffee shop just beside the airport).
Well, to them, the kissers, I raise this cup of coffee and my heart.

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