I'd been a writer and an editor of our college, and a poet not to mention.
Unbridled
ticking away
such is the sound that it makes
looking with intent
and having the conversation take its usual turns
a gentle man sipping his usual cappuchino triple shot
and a savant with tea.
where does this all lead asked the man to the savant
the savant replied it will go to where it should be
its always the choices that he makes that will ultimately influence it the way he wants it
said the savant while stirring honey into his drinks.
its been too long since we had a conversation like this, how long was it since that time when it was a tea party with you the 4th queen and her masquerade...those were times committed to a distant memory and is now long gone.
true added the savant, it was long ago and bringing it up now is like something of a fantasy quest that ended the wrong way.
So tell me what brought on this congregation asked the savant to the man
seems to me that you have good reasons and undoubtedly joyed,
noticing how eager you are and such bringing happiness that even i can spot it a mile away, probed the savant
the man said nothing, lifting his cup and taking a sip of coffee. and putting it back.
he smiled,
the savant after seeing knew it all,
he then took his tea and sipped,
stood up and walked over the counter,
puchased sweets and went back
the man still keeping his silence looked to the savant and said
this time a little puz