Morning Without - To My Dearest Coffee
A feeling
So unexplainable
Could do about nothing
Staring blank
Head is spinning around
On a morning
without my love
Can’t concentrate
Keep looking for her warmth
The aroma that linger
Her smooth taste
Could have spell the difference
In a day without her presence
Couldn’t make my body wake
In the end I shall consume her 2-7-07
Copyright © Michael Hilario | Year Posted 2012
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