Title:  breakfast

Author:   mdb76
Category:   Life
Keywords:  breakfast

Views: ( 266 )

eating breakfast alone
I remember you:
Your spit and cuss
to those who are lonely.

I smiled,
opened a book
and wrote this down,
content
to have seen you
conquered.

You drank at my table
three times

Your lips on things
you eat and drink with

my cup and my cutlery

You saw your potential
and courted it slowly
all the way.



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