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By Passion_Painter Date: 2003 Sep 16 Comment on this Work [[2003.09.16.16.10.23407]] |
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Motionless I look into my coffee as it steams and moves about And all I can see are your big brown eyes soft as the cream in my latte. Warm as the breeze at the end of May. And I wonder. Why ? Why was I so stupid to leave you ? Did I really think that I could live without you? I was so confident that I was doing the right thing - by taking back your ring - That my world needed fresh air - and new faces Sure, I was going places. And now here I sit watching my burning tears drop into my brew Salting away the sweetness of my mocha noir and you. |