Coffee. Sofa. 

Identical energies slip through layers of longing
What’s this supposed to be about
Doubt probably 
Oh wait the fate of caramel mixes
Coercion into the unknown
Hair down
Full blown erroneous zones 
Long lattes into the day
Midday pillow talks 
Cancelled walks
Love seat
Repeat
Lounge chairs and pulled hair
Left to nothing
An afternoon of everything 
Fifteen years worth of desire
Sweaty but not tired
On the sofa

By Michael Moss

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