Love Poem: Coffee Shop
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Written by: Street Cries

Coffee Shop

BY EZAR

Georgia peach caramel skin tone love sexy ringtone
Thick body hair long money game in the in zone 
Louie Vuitton purse with the red bottoms to match
Walking down the street we made eye contact
Her frame far from the same eyes hazel like the chick from major pain 
Mentality I examine myself peecoat 
Dress pants and shoes so Iam feeling myself
She walk pass body shaped like a black hour glass
By the way she smelled I could tell she has class 
I looked back she looked back we both phased and laugh
I approached with finesse and a gentlemen swag 
Small talk lead to looking for a spot at the coffee shop
We sat down as she smiled disussing our professions and learning life lessons
I asked if she would like to exchange information
Yes was the answer that lead to anticipation to romance her 
The way she moved was errotic dancer
At the end of our conversation she kissed me on the cheek 
Wispered in my ear I am available any day of the week