Hey pretty girl, it’s your choice
If you decided sitting there alone, he said
Taking a sip of his star wars--- a vodka, with coke
He let the smoothness of it fills his throat.

But, can’t get your eyes out of me, she said
Having a continuous puff of her cigarette
In her candle like fingers;
Well, then you can join me, if you wish?

Really?
He asked;
His face brightens,
With hope.

Why?
Having a second thought of joining me,
If you want to meet me, have a seat
I’ll give you my address, she replied.

Yes, yes I like meeting you;
As he looked at her smiling
He said, I think I’m in love with you;
You’re so beautiful, young lady.

Oh please Mr., don’t corrupt my mind, she begged
I know you already belong to someone else;
I saw how you removed your wedding ring
And slide it secretly into your pocket.

Still want my address? She asked
See that convent, opposite this bar
That’s going to be my home; I belong to the Savior
And I’m going to meet him, today.

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