Coffee for Two
Coffee for Two
the coffee shop overfilling and ringing
with mirth and memorable conversation,
floating and finding ownership in the
crooks and crannies of the enclosed room.
no longer smoke but steam.
spent words between friends and strangers alike.
the aloneness cuts through and slices
the moments like a dark dagger cutting
through the thick fog offered up by the
grand imagination of nature. the hunger for
life is measured by one’s own cravings and
constitution to offer themselves up to the
magical moments we have with each other.
© 2014 Steven Jacobson
Jemima Jones
Sat 6th Feb 2016 21:24
Hi Steven.Reading this poem gave me such a lovely warm feeling.So easy to 'sink into'