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carpe diem, at last
at the cafe where i met you
is where i lost all my regrets
sipping down the caffeine latte
and speaking of philosophy
[Nietzsche, Sartre, Santayana]
the facets of a florid chat
that bloomed a warm beginning
in the pit of our regression
as you smile, i inhale aromas
of the coffee and your perfume
entwined in the still mutter
that we share about each other
in the hopes our speech dissects
the chit-chat from the depth of dwelling
wondering in bleak dismay
yearning for the passion feeling
that strips us of a questionable interest
another sip and we continue
picking at semantics
of possesion and progression
gone the hours we have missed
dispensing our intentions
[tuning out the buzz of lights above]
all i know is this obsession
defined my genetics
unraveling the ends of logic
to figure out the placement
of these jagged jigsaw pieces
aligning them to fit toghether
like mirror images reflected
and in the minutes we conclude
our conversation with an action
of propelling other ways to meet
i sribble down the digits
she recites as if habitual
set into serene surroundings
one last glimpse, and we dissolve
into the arid mass of traffic
