"A Coffee Moment..."

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A reflection of was
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"A Coffee Moment..."

So how are you 'dealin'
- with things and people now?
Are memories crowding close
unbidden...
unwanted.
How close are the walls
and the days
and the nights
and the hours-of-minutes
and minutes-of-hours,
and what's right
what's wrong
and why does it matter
now
and not then
or then and not now.

I knew a 'girl'
and her smile
radiant
captivating
alive,
and her eyes
ALWAYS
held me
in a way she couldn't realize.
She's pretty
and sometimes silly
and thought-full
sometimes hope-full
and sometimes not.
She's a woman
in ev'ry sense
and with ev'ry breath taken
I'm glad
she touched me...
and always will.

Chris,
Ancient117331

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wannabepsychologywannabepsychologyover 3 years ago
This

This breaks me every time I read it.

Be well friend. You are missed.

todski28todski28almost 4 years ago
this is pretty good

but I think the "and" repeated so often broke this piece a little for me,

I believe you captured a decent slice of a moment, but pruning some ands would lift it higher I think

thanks for the read

AnonymousAnonymousalmost 4 years ago
Lovely

So lovely and full of melancholy. Those pensive moments we all have. Tormenting our souls a little.

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