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点击复制Accordion of drizzle
the terrace hums regret;
the waiter wipes the tabletops
but not the things we met
Steam curls like spoken secrets
our spoons rehearse goodbye;
the sugar never melts quite right
no matter how we try
You read my eyes for closure
I read the sky instead;
the rain composes endings
that words can’t keep in thread
By night the chairs are folded
the cobbles shine anew—
love ends the way it started:
with beauty not a cue