Frank wanted a masculine coffee mug.
A big one.
One that looked like "a guy."
We went mug hunting and came up empty handed.
Alone shopping at the supermarket
I found the heart mug.
I realize it's not manly, but it was rather big.
I thought, I'll tell him to remember I love him everytime
he enjoys his cup of joe.
You know, kinda valentinish. A bit on the sweet side.
Alone picking up his latte
He too found a mug.
It has number on it. I say kinda boring.
He says it was just what he's looking for.
Guess who has a new mug?
And so now everytime I drink from it
I'll remember just how much I love him.
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