the essence steeped
clouding my energy then
overcome
i put down my pen
leather bound journal open
faced in the café i
closed my eyes and thought
of you
our energies once
commingled here
the pressure of heat on water the
steam submerged in milk
endlessly colored by
coffee how we met eyes
ina non-committal
slightly disinterested
way
i felt you
looking over me i could taste
you tasting me
steeped in me
the essence at first clouded
my energy
then
then i was
i was
overcome
K IS SILENT 