The coffee shop.

Miss Book Thief wrote a poem with a different perspective and it has turned out be great, at least I think so.
The link to my work is below, you’d want to read it to make the whole thing a little sensible.

Literature Is My Porn

This is the girl’s perspective of the poem The Coffee Shop by Jafar. I loved it so much, so I wrote this. You can read his poem by clicking on the link.

I’m the girl in the coffee shop

Writing about you, the boy

On the other side of

The glass door.

Rihanna is crooning in my ear

About how even if she reaches all her fingers

She can feel more than distance between them.

And that’s how I feel

Looking at you

You spot me, and I quickly

Duck my head down, pretending

To doodle in my notebook.

I see you come and sit inside

Out of the corner of my eye

You think I don’t notice you

But, I watch you everyday

When you’re not looking.

It’s been days now

My book is full of poems, about

The way the sunlight glints in your hair,

Turning it brown

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Last job

As the clock struck twelve He got up Took his weapon To finish that One last job