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I, who wanted you so much
To come and visit my cafe,
Had changed the menu listings
In the language of numbers
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And had changed the table numbers
In the language of dance steps -
To match the initials of the flowers
To match the letters of your name
So that, if you came
You would not miss it -
The dance of the reflected sunlight
On the flower vases on the tables
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You would not miss it -
The floral motif that, thus painted,
Matched my invitation
But you did not come
Perhaps -
Or I was not there, then
Perhaps -
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Though I looked for you - everywhere -
And waited for you - patiently -
Through the nostalgia of the days
Enveloped by floral motifs -