Waffle House after Midnight

 

I want to meet you after midnight 

inside the east side Waffle House.

We’ll sit in a booth facing each other

and sip coffee at that ungodly hour.

The world will be sleeping and 

unaware of our secret rendezvous.

Outside the large windows the glow 

of colored lights will melt and run

as the sky opens up in a deluge

of truly biblical proportions.

We are a pair, male and female,

like in the story of the great flood,

safe inside the ark of salvation.

Will you meet me at Waffle House after midnight?

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