Word Poetry Challenge #17 : Victory // "A corresponded love"

He was a pedagogue in his country/
He ended becoming immigrant waiter thanks to the war/
it was a perpendicular and happy day/
manifested between tables and cutlery of uncertainty/
he walked with intense perseverance/
in that burnished and smooth victory./

He was held it with coffee before the boss and smiling/
She was blowing his soul/
He was speechless dividing plates/
She was going through that love in his brain/
¿What was that?/
He was a winner/
He was poor, but the most richest/
he were balanced by her on that table/
she watched him distant, waiting to be served/
with those intense little secrets of weekdays./

"I want to go with you far away" she whispered in his ear/
let me wrap you up with my will to live/
we are the poor winners/
in a corresponded love/
she visited him to the restaurant, only to observe his attention and his smile/
waiting for the time to leave the establishment/
waiting for the time to see her with that white rented dress/
waiting for the "Yes, I accept"/
waiting.../

This is my entry for Word Poetry Challenge #17 : "Victory" thanks for the opportunity.