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Window and Coffee
He stares out his kitchen window as his coffee brews to the right.
He can almost see the autumn soaked leaves on the other side of the fog.
His alarm clock screaming in the bedroom suddenly reminds him of life and how quickly it passes.
Daylight to night sky and back to this same position.
He hardly notices the change of seasons as they come and go.
He feels a gentle kiss on his shoulder and remembers he has purpose.
He wants nothing more than to let love win him over, but the memories of pain continue to control his life.
You are as obsessed as I am
You are as obsessed as I am with your coffee only you say it better! ;)
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
Pain Fades
Never heals. Visits then leaves until next time. Inside routine, an undercurrent. Good expression of a loss or persistant grief. A well written telling we all know about.
~S~