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Coffee Talk

Coffee Talk

you don't have to say you love me...
 as a bug snuggled in a rug,
 aroma...basking in the aroma
 a time well spent in thought

 put a pot on & wait
 smell the variation of a dream people scream
 a thought by which to ponder
 a heavenly call up a yonder

 let's talk about the days we used to share
 thoughts of desire when we used to care
 put a little Cremora in my cup
 days we were lost in a purple haze

 today we are just mice stuck in a maze
 look outside at the trees & feel the breeze
 this should knock you to your knees
 we are all busy as a bee

 Coffee can fill your heart with glee
 a boyfriend with his girl hoping that she would marry thee
 love is the essence of our meager existence
 take me away to a land of make believe

 Savor each taste filled with sullen brevity
 this can set you free
 the notion of a sip can lighten your wit
 to treasure a red rose that was plucked a time before

 Snap shot memories of your past
 having so much fun with a hope that it would last
 memories can set you free
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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