Open Poetry #39 |
A Coffeeshop Blue |
themute Member
since 2006-05-08
Posts 469Maryland |
Entranced by a movement that procures seemingly infinite thoughts. Hands on the coffee cup as the coffee is pored. Streaming down sweetness, as sweet as her face. He hoped it would last because she laughed like sugar. While he stood to twirl thin straws, She laughed in his face. But her laughing didn't matter because he tasted latté. I am the two-toed wanderer |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
I like this -Juju -Juju |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Your words alone should be enough M |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
this kinda reminds me of sitting in Waffle House at 2am don't know why, but thanks for the memory |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
Matthew~ I like this thought - 'she laughed like sugar' *Huglets* ~*Marge*~ ~*The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but it's echo endures much longer*~ |
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