Coffeeshop consent

An idle afternoon dream,
the explosion of a future
from across the room.

The feel of your skin,
the taste of your lips,
the long years stretching out
by your side.

But dreams are for dreaming,
and the waking world
is far more complicated.

Do you already have someone?
Would you welcome my attention?
Would asking be too bold,
or am I not being bold enough?

But you don’t even look at me –
you haven’t this entire time –
and in that realization

I have my answer.

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