Coffee Joints

the steam

the sugar

and the cream

we sit at tables made for two

each one another order

"wait sir, this coffee's for you"

they sit down, silence

the band enters to play their gig

the drummer started with such violence

the music still plays

you came to the table

surrounded by your fiery haze

we spoke of our pasts

while you stirred in cream

I knew the coffee would not last

when the black met the end

you would leave

and so goes a friend

you put on your coat

you finished your cigarette

I watched you leave, and I wrote,

I wrote this ode

to all song birds

that find down the road

that they love a friend

coffee is not eternal

every tunnel comes to an end

and so I sit

looking through lingering smoke rings

caressing you lighter, LIT

fire, the tip went ablaze

I reminisce in my emotions

in each one I see your gaze

steady and strong

but for how long?

when a friend loves a friend

and both are aware

happiness comes to an end

because this love will not last

the coffee is ebbing

the cigarettes are dying fast