Sweet Moments

I love it when I catch you

looking at me,

And then you smile

and look away 

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The waitress arrived shortly carrying a tray filled with two cups of sipping Café Mocha and two platters of enticing Ice Cream cake. 

The sight made my mouth water. I bit my lower lip while impatiently waited for the waitress to finish setting everything on the table. She gingerly places the cup down and then the other. I nearly roll my eyes heavenward by the slow service. It took me a considerable amount of

self-restraint not to get on my feet and help her serve the rest. I'm starving. Who could blame me?