Wipe away the ring
From the first time we had fought
Over the last spoon of sugar
From the trial batch of saleswoman
Who looked like a hooker
From the day it burnt
Your tongue and upper lip
From the night it got us
Carried away and slip
From the mornings you woke up
Having a bad cold
From the days you didn't hear
"There's coffee", but I told
From the fights leading to
The crashing of our cups
From the sips we didn't enjoy
To the tears we would gulp
Today I wipe them all
From the table that you left behind
There was only hot steaming coffee
Never coaster on your mind!
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