Old Souls

I walked in and saw you
I had no choice
You sipped on your coffee
You were reading James Joyce

Your drink had no whipped cream
No sugar or foam
It was black as the night
I knew you were one of my own

I was too shocked to move
And then in a blink
You got up to leave
Before I could think

You were out the door
Your book under your arm
The dregs of your coffee
Were still at the table

I cursed my poor chances
And ordered a drink
With girls it’s always quick glances
My romantic luck stinks

I sat at your table
And read for a while
I brought the same book you did
All I could do was smile

When I went to go home
Thinking that we should have met
To my great surprise
You were outside smoking a cigarette

You looked into my shocked eyes
You were shivering from the cold
You said you knew right when you saw me
That, like you, my soul was old

I drank of your lips
And you drank of mine
Our hearts beating from the coffee
And from the love your courage made mine