It was an hour more,
to struck midnight.
The time went slower,
perhaps that night.
We sat at a corner,
grabbing our grins!
I caught her glances,
by all means.
Then came the 'Iceberg',
increasing the warmth!
silence talked more,
music set us on hearth.
I brought her closer,
had a chilled sip!
The spoons we exchanged,
both enjoyed losing grip.
The four eyes,
lit the sparks inside!
The ice melted, a bit slower,
the mirror copied us, side by side.
As I entangled her hand with mine,
I began to feel something really.
Its unbelievable but,
A lot can happen over a coffee!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
so its about ur GF................good description of spending time together.