Coffee on Connecticut Avenue

Blustery day

Winter cold exhales a last gasp

And inhales a slow surrender.

Growing weaker

With every exploding cherry blossom.

Weaker to your vision

Among ruins, I fell in love

In my silent solitude.

The misty rain gathers on your windows.

I can see you are lost in time

To season the broken pieces of your landscape.

Your heart stopped, but your still living.

In the laughter of my company

I see you growing strong in the sunlight.

Let me sacrifice none of your integrity

at the risk of being honest.

I will sow you into me and keep you warm.

Holding you up a hundred kissed deep

And dribbling down your spine in ecstasy.

After the last leaf has fallen.

When the snow covers the hardened ground.

When the birds stop singing to a merciless wind.

You can forget the winter solstice

That covers your heart.

Rest in comfort next to me

In the favor of cherry blossoms

Trickling sunlight in the earliest part of morning.

But, I am lost in my solitude

To the hands of embarrassment

And reduced you to the remainder

Of change in my pockets.

How can I put a price on a smile,

From the woman that poured my coffee,

On Connecticut Avenue.