we wake up to rain
the sound of it drowning out
the drip of the coffee machine
set on a timer.
his hair is dishevelled
the sweat from a humid night
dried and stained our skin
begging to be shed.
cats swarmed my feet
alerted by the sound
of cans of food
being opened and emptied.
i dropped him off
outside the front door of his office
with a departure kiss
to last all day.
the smell of sweat,
the taste of coffee,
the warmth of purring cats,
the sensation of a dry kiss
last all day
until our routine together
continues into the night
and next day.
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