Sunday, November 30, 2014

Coffee Notes

Were they mere words
that you scrawled quickly
on a paper napkin
from the table between us?
It's now a crumpled note,
ink-smudged and coffee-stained
Your expressions are crumpled too,
smudged,beyond what I can decipher
Has your love too gone my coffee way?
Lukewarm,ignored
and abandoned...

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