You sip, then turn the cup just right
Always leave a little light
I don’t ask, but still I see
The care you place unconsciously
Fingerprints and warmth remain
Like a pause in morning rain
You don’t say you need to stay
But your cup still points my way
Side of the cup where you held on
Even now, your heat’s not gone
I can feel you in the glaze
In the hush between our days
You don’t speak, but I keep up—
Reading love from side of cup
You don’t trace it bold or deep
But your mark is what I keep
Not a vow, not filled-up stuff—
Just the way you held your cup