with your breath of soft coffee,
with your lasting warmth
that speaks through my bones,
taking me into this calm of energy,
of morning maybes i don't like,
of this distant dread which
keeps me from being alive even,
of fears i have embraced, forgotten,
embraced again, and forgotten again.
i don't know how long
will this whirlwind wake me up
while i waste my wee hours
for i don't know how long,
but as so i stay up late,
and think of you accidentally,
will you please kiss me
with your breath of soft coffee.
19 august 2022
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