Coffee.

When she drinks coffee
her lips reach out to meet the cup
and her eyes close.
She takes one short breath in,
getting more steam than liquid.
She opens her eyes again,
lets out a breath,
bites both lips,
and sets the coffee down.
A moment goes by that feels like days
and she cradles her drink again.
Her lips reach and her eyes close
and if I could freeze time
I'd be at the end of every one of those.
Turning moments into days
as I linger on her lips.
my face held in place by her finger tips.

Reviews

[Ben Taylor]

Beautifully descriptive..it captures the movements in perfect detail.
Also, you ended the poem with emotion--it is always wonderful to read a poem and leave with a distinct feeling or emotion, which, with this, I did.
Lastly, the little rhymes thrown in throughout the piece gave it a slightly clever/witty feel.
This beautifully expresses the longing. I really, really like it.

[Nomen]

Perfect!

[BeatricePortinari.]

a moment goes by that feels like days. beautiful, it reminds me of the way steinbeck described time in Of Mice and Men. i'd post the quote here but i'm too lazy to find it. this really is wonderful. keep writing, always.

[Emily B]

oh, wow!