eleven hints (6)

it’s just a scent,
an essence, but
it fills her with
desire most

ancient accidents 

and analytic splendor
on the table.

does she think of him?
she does, but
it is nothing like 
he wants

to a dance,
in hazelnut
and vague mismatched

he tells her that
it's all a dream;
she tells him all
her secrets

and everyone who watches
sees the game

it's just a scent,
an essence, but
the coffee has

their difference
is what makes them

the same

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