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Coffee cups like
twin eclipses
The steam curls up,
then disappears
You stir your silence with a silver spoon And I breathe the
years between us
No daggers, no broken glass
Just porcelain quiet and a wilted laugh You mouth a question with
no sound
And I blink the answer back
The jukebox stutters something French I feel my hands age on the
bench The sugar stays untouched between us Time doesn’t argue—it just ends
Ash in my throat
(ash in my throat) Love doesn't scream,
it erodes
We walked on embers too long
Now all we’ve got is smoke
Ash in my throat (ash in my throat) No need to run,
we both know
It’s colder than goodbye
When nothing burns at all