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Conversation over Morning Coffee Lashes lift and eyes adjust to light, another day of nothing, and everything discovering a voice. Flannel prints are soft, wrinkled, minds initiate questions and we join, answers fall from our mouths as we speak our stories together, raising stones of friendship in a circle of quiet bonds, distinctive parts synchronized, harmony in our rooms, shadows brush faces with life, breath. |
Additional Notes:
The structure of this is very free form, I wrote it on the fly one morning after a very
enjoyable conversation with my husband and his sister. We spent hours doing absolutely nothing,
in our pajamas and just enjoying each others' company.
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