Coffee Date

The Poem

We watch
as steam from coffee climbs
higher and higher
until it dissipates like an anonymous memory

Years from now
memories of us vanish
All that remains is
the warmth we had

Commentary

This person must have had something on their profile about liking coffee. I don't remember the particulars, but I penned this to them as a poem inspired by their profile.

Oh, and this poem is part of a series that I explain here.