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Oct 2012
A ring
welcoming
the smell of fresh coffee.
Intimate conversation

is white noise
to the melody in the mundane
coffee order of his familiar voice
that captures mine.

Although Iā€™m earnest while saying hello,
her grin holds a thousand secrets;
the few words I manage seem small,
but she continues to collect them for her tip jar.

Hidden in line, he's disguised his affection.
She awaits his arrival, his orders; they share
silence. An unfilled cup and connection
swept away, unnamed, a new cross to bare.
Richard j Heby
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Richard j Heby  new york city
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