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thirst impressionsshe sipped he cappuccino just a delicate little sip and I fell madly in love with the froth on her lip I didn't tell her about it was pleased with what I saw for it humanised that beauty I'd regarded with such awe it made her look so human this woman loved from afar that I sat passionately ogling across that trendy coffee bar she removed it with a wipe when told by her friend and suddenly I found my love came to an end I'd loved her for that blemish thought maybe she was the one now just another beauty with that blemish gone I finished my expresso and with a little sigh I left that coffee bar bidding her goodbye she'd sipped he cappuccino just a delicate little sip and I'd fallen in love with the froth on her lip Vote for this poem
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