Of Coffee And Loneliness

wrapped up
in a flannel smile
fallen
from newton's
applepie
minty touch
of fingertips
and chippy lips
and coffee sips
locked up
in a scarbble
K I S S
I'd like you
to see me try
under
the firm glare
of the past
and the last
fullmoon
I can't say
I love you
over
a coffee
- oh yes I can
I will
I would

we'll see




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