The Morning

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The young man sets the food-laden plates

upon my small table.

Two settings for two.

Two chairs for two.


I've never eaten with someone else

at my little table.

I've had Elle over but we've never

sat down and eaten food.

My apartment is small.

We always go out for meals.

And chats too.


The mouth watering smells assail my nose.

I've never had such a lavish morning meal

before.


So many firsts... My thoughts wonder.


"And about you dream?"


Jason's voice breaks

the paths of my wandering mind.


I glare at him.

I wish he'd stop.


"But it's written all over your face."


It... is?

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