D...SugarCoated

Your eyebrows lift slightly
"How many sugars do you take in your tea?"
Would have thought you'd know by now

But the music drowns out my answer
and I watch you add an extra lump of sugar

I take the warm mug from your steady hands
Blow small circles on the smooth, dark surface
and watch you take your seat
Across from me and sip your coffee
Black
Decaf
Two sugars
So I lift the mug to my mouth and burn my tongue
On its sweetness

"Good?"
I nod and pretend not to notice
The extra lump of sugar
Stuck in my throat