I meet you at the coffee shop
of Exclusive in Hatfield
and we share some ice coffee
and you admire the rose
that I give to you.
There’s small devils dancing
in your eyes
and something in your smile,
make you very cute.
You pay for a steak at Caio
and in the candlelight,
I see stars
dancing in your eyes.
I watch you carefully
and know how lucky I am,
to have you in my life.
We sit in one of those big benches
and I steal a few kisses
and give you a handkerchief
when the movie draws tears.
You take my hand and press yours
against mine and its very nice,
to be with you..
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