Shishir Gupta Poet Free verse

Croissant, Cream and Coffee

Croissant,
Was crisp,
And honeyed,
A little sugar,
Kissed it,
The coffee,
That went with it,
Foamed with cream,
It was bourbon,
For sure,
A dash of Irish,
Made it all go,
Everything hopped inside,
And melted,
A sated morning began,
And so was the long day,
At the end of which,
I had to trip long,
And through dense forest,
In the pitch dark of night,
My car broke down,
And so was I,
Stranded with nothing to do,
And nothing to have,
I was exhausted,
And fell in slumber in a jiffy,
Before long,
At night,
I had dreams,
Of croissant, cream and coffee.

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