Gas Station Downtown

Early in the morning the day of our blizzard, you were putting air in the tire of your BMW. I was driving a silver SUV & pulled in next to you. You offered to hand me the air hose. I said I was there to knock some ice off my windshield. When you smiled it knocked me in another world. You drove to the gas pump & as I was leaving, like a whack job, I asked if you smoked cigarettes. You don't look like a smoker. I wanted to ask for your number & out for coffee. You know if this is you. I hope you're not as shy as I am

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