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Date: 19/10/2025
You said you’d come for coffee,
but brought your smile instead — a small sunrise in your hands.
Now my tea sits waiting, slightly jealous of the warmth between you two,
steam curling up like shy secrets that only afternoons will hear.
We laugh at nothing and everything; the kitchen keeps time with our whispers.
If love could be brewed gently — leaf by patient leaf, slow and steady —
I’d refill the cup forever, trading mornings for this easy quiet.
Stay longer; let the world wait outside the doorway.
Rajat Chandra Sarmah, Guwahati, Assam, India
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