Chapter 12 - An affair to remember

He walks by, coffee in hand,
an easy smile and an awkward greet

I always smile back, and busy myself
Lest our eyes should meet

I dare not let that happen
His are blue and mine are brown

What if we set the world on fire?
I look up and he looks down

Some day , by accident, I worry
I might just let myself slip

The world hinges then on the
chasm between the cup and the lip.

Musical Musing for a day like this : https://youtu.be/0JFqU7mPK7U