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[kcsofiava]

There's never time for peaceful states of mind
for cider and halfsmiles and toast with peach or berry.
lost to the steam rising out of the mug,
rising tendrils wrap themselves around my fingers in a
pleasant
gesture of welcome--
or remember when.

There's never room for the smallest of moments
for warm commentary on an elaborately upholstered couch
fond to recount the times and socialities past,
beaming laughter fills the not-so-vacant room with an
inviting
gesture of memory--
and keep in mind.