"Your Mug Waits Patiently"

Your mug waits patiently in my cabinet,
   lonely
   but all too happy to
   support its misty memory of your
Breath
   and the intimacy of two teabags
   dancing ceaselessly between your
   thoughts.

Your sighs at the time
   seemed inconsolable,
Yet
   later
Resolved themselves in
   an acceptance of fluidity
   and the cooling of emotion.

I glance at your mug while cooking and wonder . . .

   What mischief have your four cats gotten into?
      Which piece of your jewelry feels most neglected? a n d
         What part of your foundation has lost its faith in

Love.

 

 

March 2023

 

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