A patron entered a cafe, and sat down.
residing, somewhere far away in a lofty corner, unforgotten, a cup of ice lemon tea.
on another tabletop, visible, yet only imaginable, some black coffee.
close, near, a different way, a cup of ice blended caramel coffee.
even more distant, faintly squinting, a dollar coin atop the can of chrysanthemum?
a realistic glance, an acknowledging sigh.
pick up the milk and to take a next sip.
Labels: expression, memory
