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Uncommon Grounds

My heart scans 
for a familiar face 
through throngs
of strangers 
as they scatter 
pell mell 
around me 
eager shoppers 
casing brightly lit 
  sale stuffed store fronts 
while seduced
by the siren song of fresh coffee  
coupled  with 
sticky sweet  cinnamon buns 
the bitter fact
swallows  me
whole again
you no longer reside
of  my dreams

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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