I sit aloof–
My coffee brews in
laughter, buzz, merry tinkling
a shared warmth wanting
approaching footsteps mime familiar
fade in rustle of my stealthy sighs
mopping up languorous expectation
motifs proliferate fingertips
doodling prolonged wait.
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