Alone in the crowd of the café, she
Smiles at his picture over and over again
Looks in the mirror of her phone and
Applies another coat of pomegranate red lipstick
As if the color will direct him to her
Silence around her is killing her patience
Her birdlike eyes dart toward the café doors
Nervously, she hopes for him to come early
Girls in café are guarding their lovers
From her probing eyes
Looking at boy in the corner and
Comparing him with the picture
She got from the online chat
She gets up from her seat, pulls the door and
Sighs to commemorate her mistake
Of not sending her picture to him
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