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Dec 2012
Impish foam that rests
on the brim of a thing delicious
to fade away in one gentle swipe
of an invisible tide.
The crusty bits that sweeten
a bitter concoction
drown under the burden
of a dark swirling mesh
but remain a heady delight.
Stirred within a diameter
is trouble with joy
and laughter unrestrained.

Sipping a hot mug of coffee incites
thoughts, that vagaries of life
and coffee, are perchance,
the same.
Written by
Meenakshi Iyer  India
(India)   
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