The boiling water
Sloshes around
In the mug,
Dissolving the coffee
grains into a
Pool of liquid luxury.
As the mug touches my lips,
Letting the bitter sweet
Coffee trickle into my mouth,
I remember how good,
Despite my problems,
I really have it in life.
Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 9:00 AM UTC
The boiling water
Sloshes around
In the mug,
Dissolving the coffee
grains into a
Pool of liquid luxury.
As the mug touches my lips,
Letting the bitter sweet
Coffee trickle into my mouth,
I remember how good,
Despite my problems,
I really have it in life.
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