Over you

Sitting, waiting, patiently contemplating

Life's wonders, of course

Sipping on a cup of satisfaction

The smell of coffee in the air

Lingering words from past conversations

Wondering when we will speak again.

Hung up on nothing, each moment is new and fresh,

Like clean linen hanging to dry

The smell of brisk and new

Did you ever know of something so true

Our meeting of course

And will forever be in history

But there is a beginning and end in this book.

And forever it will stay history.