Coffee kiss
coffee kiss
desire lingers 
and begs
coffee kiss
coffee kiss
desire starts
and stops 
coffee kiss
coffee kiss
desire waits 
another day 

It would appear 
that most people
are interested in
themselves and not 
others this I
find very strange 
it’s as though 
a mirror isn’t 
enough anymore and 
now they need 
someone else to 
reassure them that 
they are important 
so all we
are now is 
an echo canyon 
repeating back to 
them what they 
have just said 
and nothing more 

I hear the familiar
growl of steel against 
street beneath my window 
it reminds me of 
irritating thoughts which remain 
scratching and clawing attention 
the plow rumbles relentlessly 
like what I’d imagine 
bad decisions would do 
or even an avalanche 
of stone cold regret 
plows have a purpose 
I suppose clearing way
from things done before 
much like I imagine 
forgiving and forgetting do

I think of you 
when I’m not thinking 
for thoughts to me
are like those mirages 
to a thirsty man 
while you have become 
that only one oasis 
upon where I rest

I find love 
in my friendships 
whether they old
or maybe new
friends are where 
I find love 
where I can 
be my self 
wholly and unbridled 
and where then
I see myself 
in a little 
piece of them 
for the love 
that friends have 
is the love 
that hearts keep