I look for you in my morning coffee
The smell of it reminds me of you
Making coffee for me
As I watched you
Making it
For me
Once
Upon a timeWhen your long hair
Was the color of the coffee
And my eyes lingered on your hair
Cascading down the arc of your neck…
Tatul Sonentz
2011
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