A Love Story In Six Lines

She sat across from me in the coffee shop
as I scribbled in the journal.

“What,” she asked, “do you write about?”
I looked at her – a deep look, deeper than skin,

and heard my heart beat. “I write” I said
“about moments like these.”

About this poem. 

I just hadn’t written a love poem in a while, and for some reason today, needed to.

Tom