Monday, December 28, 2009

this little café is all abuzz with conversation. my latte is lukewarm and neglected. i am too busy leaning forward in my chair, eyes fixed on your mouth, i haven't thought to take a sip. you are speaking thirty words a second and i am trying to discern each sentence, but before i can, one hundred more have been spit out onto the table. i can tell by your animated face that you are sharing something significant, but all i can hear is the milk steaming and the gossip being shared at the surrounding tables. the light above us is flickering and swaying and it is possible that it is all the hearts beating in one place causing this tiny earthquake to take place. one sip, my drink isn't right. i asked for hazelnut.

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