Armistead Lindsey

Freshman - 816 Points (09/10/1996 / Frome)

The Coffee Cup - Poem by Armistead Lindsey

A double espresso,
Topped with cream,
She sat at a table, outside,
Alone, in downtown New York.

Lips pursed, breath inhaled,
As her eyes,
With their aqua tones,
Consumed the sights,
Of a city taking a nap.

She sipped her Vienna,
Allowing the coffee grounds,
To warm her mouth
With their bittersweet taste.
A breeze blew past,
Pushing strands of her bleached hair,
Into her pale face.

The jazz player walked,
Carrying behind him
The dulcet tones of the bass.
She smiled.

He ordered a doppio,
With cream, to go.

She smiled and looked his way,
They sat, they spoke.
And both drank,
From the wrong coffee cup.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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