Steam billows forth
From a cup of coffee
Or a stack, giving one
The necessity to make a cup of
Coffee
Windows fog with steam
The breath of the beating
Hearts, in unison
In separate, in time;
Steam
Gabriel once said,
"Whenever heaven's doors are shut
You kick them open,"
And I would have to
Agree
One sip, two sips,
The steam builds on
My lenses, and still
I am unequivocally
Content
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