I first saw you in the warm light of the little café
you were an intriguing thing just sitting in the corner
and then and there I knew I had to get to know you
I swallowed my pride and took some steps forward
and hit you with some shitty opener from my collection
I guess you opened up since you actually started talking to me
and we talked the day away and exchanged numbers
never saw each others’ red flags so it’s all cool
gotta trust in the process and in the benevolence of the universe
we met again at some other small and quaint café/bar
and we talked about good shit and also some weird shit
you mentioned you liked to be tied up and I was speechless
(but in a positive way)
now I really had to see you again, and so I did
many many times and you are now part of my life
bound up and entangled in this ship of peculiar relations
I really can’t get enough of you now, no matter what we do
and it seems like you can’t get enough of me either
so we keep on fulfilling and completing each other
I am happy I met you that day at that warm-lighted little café
you make me excited about my future prospects
and I hope I can always brighten up your beautiful face