wish I knew••• You؟

You’re drinking your tea in the same room,
on the same chair and from the same cup.
And the way you’re mixing the honey with
the teaspoon seems a similar idiosyncrasy
like your languor in escapism mannerism.
You want nobody to bother your comfort.
Yet, isn’t a bit charming to know if in this
world, somebody listens to the same track
with you in the cadence of your heartbeats
trying to calibrate concomitantly its dream
with yours? How I’d wish I knew••• You؟

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