Unlikely Acquaintances

Love to make your acquaintance
But will we meet one day?
Maybe in a crowded coffee shop?
A spring day in the middle of May?

Sitting across one another sipping drinks
Mine is a chai, yours probably a latte
As passersby look at us with envy
Or sorrow others probably in dismay

A cloud that is waiting to die
In summer in a sky that is still gray
Will take its last peak at lovers who’s lives
Was meant for a Shakespearean play

Will I see those eyes I had dreamt
One day they will look my way
Will I see that smile hiding a life
Burdened with troubles we weigh

I have always dreamt we could’ve met
For a lovers spat or maybe a wet foreplay
In a room damp with lust we wanted
Our hearts to sprinkle some bodily spray

Alas, love was not meant to be fulfilled
As much as red cheeks passions betray
In a universe that laughs at our blight
As much as we kneel and humbly pray

We will likely only be acquaintances
Wondering the nights dreaming of this day
Sitting across in a crowded coffee shop
Sipping drinks in the middle of May