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While drinking coffee…

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I sat there,

steeped in the moment

like tea that had gotten

too dark,

 

“Undrinkable”, she said

and threw the cup at the window

filling the kitchen, growing colder

with shattered fragments of our time

together,

 

“Make love to me one last time”,

she cooed, and traced her finger

along the edges, the broken pieces of glass,

where the text, “I love you” almost

cut into her skin

 

“I loved you,” she rasped

but you broke my heart. I’ll strike

you down,

after we’ve consummated

our lust…”

 


 

Perhaps, the dark french roast, had been

too dark today

after all…..

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