Soak | JD DeHart
We watched the rain-drenched
couple from a safe location
in a dry spot, sipping almond-flavored
coffees at a small shop.
Both of us love the stone work
at this particular haunt, little nooks
and crannies among buildings to explore,
the sound of shoes on cobblestones.
In this moment, we are grateful for
each other, grateful for the chance
to chat about life, and grateful also
for an umbrella and a warm seat.
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