Coffee Cups

Such long hours
spent over coffee
in sips of conversation
some sweet, others bitter.
Emotions, thoughts, feelings
whirling, swirling
from the bottom
thick and rich and real
like the cream that laid
heavy in our cups.

It is a bitter drink to think
of where we were then
and where I sit today
alone and staring
in this empty cup
void of coffee; void of you
but oh! still the thought of you
I find so...
thirst quenching.

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