Beautiful Man-France

I saw a beautiful man today

at the café.

Very beautiful.

But I can’t see

without my glasses.

So I ask the woman next to me.

Yup, she says, he’s beautiful.

But I don’t believe her

and go to see for myself.

She’s right.

He is.

Do you speak English?

I say to the beautiful man.

A little, the beautiful man says to me.

You are beautiful, I say,

No two ways about it.

He says beautifully, Merci.