Cold hands rub against each other
Muffler coiled around the neck
Seated she absorbs
The heat of fuming liquid
With hurried consumption.
Caught unaware, a pair of brown eyes
Look deep through the oscillating door,
Each oscillation turns her away from
Paws of the fiery wind.
More pain is felt, is absorbed by
Soft eyes, in which memories are washed away by tears
Soft hands, crush within warm pockets
Unaware she simply dusts off her jacket.
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