Coffe
A table at the bar
next to the window.
A steaming coffee
vapor that disappears.
A long wait
of a latent hope.
A clock that hits
tormenting hours.
A cup that empties
and cool slowly.
A table at the bar
with a cup, a tear,
and someone who will not come.
Copyright © Gabriel Lopez | Year Posted 2018
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