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Apr 2014
I woke up warm today—
and your skin smelled like
coffee.

I have always
hated
the sign of caffeine
in the morning
(and you know this).


but one day you will be gone
and all I will crave
is your coffee skin
in the morning.

I woke up cold today—
like the *** of coffee
you left on the counter
last monday.
you left last monday
you have not returned
September
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September  Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)   
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