~**[Dev's posts with tag: next
 Dedicated to that young lady in black over-coat this freezing morning in the subway waiting for the train, enjoying warm cocoa ..and making some puffs of smokes rite next to me!!
“Next to the coffee shop”
It was early morning; she was standing by the coffee shop I was right there all alone looking for my missing love Next to the coffee shop while searching for my missing love It had to be her, my missing love, I thought Could be or could be not Wanted to clear it out, gave it a blind shot She gave me a gripping nod, In that cold, I burned like a hot rod. I did it weather she liked it or not Right next to the coffee shop while looking for my missing love.
While the fumes of hot cocoa were rising up above Few inches of thick fog separated me from my love I wanted to slip right inside her coffee-cup Without being noticed, I wanted to get dissolved I wanted to be the drops that were touching her lips Taste sweeter every time she were taking her sips Weather she liked it or not, I wanted to give it a shot Right outside the coffee shop, while searching for my missing love.
The thick fur was keeping her warm deep inside Out in the curb while she was waiting for the ride I wanted to be her coat that was killing her chill Wrap her up inside my arm with such a thrill Without being noticed, wanted to give her a gentle hug But before I had my chance, she vanished in that thick fog Weather she would’ve liked it or not I ‘had wanted to give it a blind shot Right outside the coffee shop, while searching for my missing love. Right outside the coffee shop, while looking for my missing love.
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