…flying, like allowing ourselves to buy and eat cake with strangers☺️
I had a good time. Thanks, wherever you are on this planet now. 😊
Source-Google Images; Ben Fink Photo Blog
We share genuine laughter
and a cake at a café.
We’re strangers to each other
and that’s what makes this cake sweeter.
We share three chairs between us
where the cars are whizzing past
only four steps below.
You say to me, someone you know may see us
and ask you when
you broke up with the girl he knew.
We share honest laughter over that
and break the cake apart
bit by bit
each of us taking turns
like we’re telling our stories,
fantasies and fears
on a quasi love paper
which we torch from the top
with the comfortable knowledge
that we are strangers
who can’t eat their cake and have it.
OurNanaYaa (c) 2016