In Lily's Café where whispers gently glide,
A tale unfolds of love, in secret bide.
A stranger walked through the worn oak door,
His eyes a mystery, the heart implore.

Beneath the awning of blooming wisteria,
He sat alone, a silent enigma.
In the fragrance of freshly brewed tea,
A connection brewed, a chance to be free.

Lily's smile, a sunbeam in disguise,
Caught his gaze, like stars in midnight skies.
Unspoken words lingered in the air,
As...