#430. forgetting the coffee

November 12, 2010

my morning
leaving sadness
recedes so quickly
with your hot hot kiss
that i have to stay to say
goodbye to you a little longer

petals fall
thorns crumble
green greys
scents fade away

is a blues note
played in the key
of missing thee

here is a hand
to hold in yours
while you take
your burning stand

ashes ashes
we all fall down

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