My Barista Glance

Woke up this morning
Processed down the street
Said good morning to someone
That twice daily I greet

Got to the station
But popped out for a drink
Now a smile for my barista
Is making me think

She’s paid to be friendly
To make the talk small
Which probably means
She feels nothing at all

She smiles at her client
Whoever they be
The look for one moment
Wasn’t special you see

But. However tiny it is
There’s the smallest chance
That more was meant
Than just an amicable glance

She’s been nice before
Made coffee for free
Shared plans for the weekend
Maybe she’s sweet on me

We’ve touched hands, albeit fleeting
When passed drinks or my change
Perhaps she wants to be asked
Perhaps this thought isn’t so strange

Now. However tiny it is
There’s the smallest chance
That more was meant
Than just an amicable glance

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