In
the coffee shops:
The stories begin
Lovers smile shyly over expressos,
Holding hands
Businessmen gulping down coffee down
Like automatons
Eyes glued to their “New York Times”
Lonely old men reminisce alone,
Silently,
Over bagels and tea
Friends laugh and sigh,
Cry over details
Catch up on old times
I sit with my friend Jessica
Another coffee shop story
Unraveling... |
Through haze of sepia-tinged,
Coffee-stained
Smoke curling
Revealing
Silver guitar strings crying
White crack of light through
Black curtain closing
You in
A dream of Jessica
Begins...
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