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In a Cafe, In Some Sort of Limbo

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If I could have my way,
It’d probably be October.
We’d be on wicker chairs,
the kind that sink a little
when you shift your weight.

I guess I’d like it to be
somewhere upstate,
because it’s a lot colder there,
and the light is pure gold.

It would speckle the table,
little flakes of gold
swimming in my black coffee—
You’d ask when I even began to drink the stuff.

And we’d sit there together,
And you’d take cream with yours,
And you would sip as I sipped,
And our lips would stain
the cups’ rims in tandem.




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KylieKThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Oct. 15, 2012 at 1:12 pm:
Your poetry is just... Really special. And I really love it ;)
 
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ClarinetPower said...
Jun. 25, 2012 at 11:07 am:
I love this!
 
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