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Coffee warms smiles and idle hands,

A new flavor suiting his tastes

As this time he casually decides

Which color he’ll paint his dreams tonight.

Outside, a cold night finds fragile hearts

Standing side by side and whispers:

“You’re just biding time.”

Time, suspended across fading lines
And what lies behind bright eyes
And abstraction when life stops
Being just mindless distraction,
Stretches until it breaks with breaking day
And the way cheeks turn to pretend
They’ve never known sin,
never known lips on skin.

Standing at the edge when webs
No longer catch them,
And monarchs question intentions they bring
To dive, but not to rise again with them,
When even dying colors are too vibrant
For eyes made wide,
Heavy hearts write lines to give meaning to times
When love and light gave defense to nights,
Before history became the soundtrack to life.

Circa 2006