She tells me she’s so excited, can’t wait to go
I spoon the crema from my espresso
Into my mouth
Smooth coffee bitterness swallowed slowly
She reminds that we’ve got a month or two together left
I smile, acknowledge
My spoon slowly stirring, sugar dissolving
Taking the edge off the bite
She encourages me to come visit, it’s really nice
I nod, stop stirring
Put the spoon down
The sweetening complete
She holds one of my hands, smiling
My other lifts the glass to my mouth
Drinking deep, heat enters, suffuses through me
Artificially enervated
Looking into my eyes, she suggests we go home
I drain the glass
Savour all I can get
The tip we leave minimal
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