As I light a Camel lights
in this cool, mild lit restaurant,
I see this dusky girl on the other table-
with a Bob Marley look alike.
This dusky girl
all the more dusky
because of her silhouette
is flirting with her fingers
with this over-enthused Italian Bob Marley.
With her lips apart, she nods
to every sentence that he is about to complete-
clanking with and then tastefully placing
the sugar-splattered, coffee-nostalgic spoon
between her lips-
as the only distraction in between.
This Bob Marley with long hair and tattered shorts
must be knowing a lot about life.
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