Time alone within a crowd
Such has been his own island.
He shares no ideas aloud,
His thoughts are his own to tend.

A coffeehouse is the place
That births his idle writing.
It proves a fertile base
For introspective thinking.

Once there came a unique night,
As he's lost in lethargy.
A new face catches his sight,
A semblance of irony.

His focus is thwarted
By her familiar presence.
To the past he's directed
Because of the resemblance.

Soon was he to discover
The special touch of her warmth.
She forged her own character
With the smile that came forth.

Locked in their conversation,
They closed the establishment.
The night forced its conclusion
Ending their shared enjoyment.

In another reunion,
Gaiety arose for them.
A refreshing connection,
Exists between her and him.

Although their days are numbered
Carpe diem is their cry!
"Seize the day"—the rest deferred

...I sit back and smile.