he picked up my coffee mug and set it right side up
among the raspberries
and yogurt
I bought for lunch
in my wheat colored grocery bag
“hey good lookin”
he blushed and laughed
and looked away quickly
like a Italian schoolboy
smooth lines
on gaunt lilly face
my new coffee cup
the small slopes
of cups meant for espresso
with the thick half heart
white ceramic handle
a woman
with curling black hair
and a blue
widebrimmed hat
her face is calm
and her lips are pursed
in a open berry pose
like she’s got a delicious secret
the Eiffel tower
is behind her
a coffee cup is floating by
steam curling lazily
to her
she seems like
she doesn’t know where she’s going
she’s just following the lines
of what’s done
sometimes I think I’m drowning
in the things I feel
I hope you dreams stay big
and your worries stay small
I hope you never look back, but never forget
I miss you
the hardest thing I had to do
was stand up straight and love you
on the busy sunlit street
it seems like today
people are so distracted
by something that didn’t happen yet~Sarah Mahina Calvello~
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