Alarm resonates
By the bed side
A morning thirst
For a new spirit,
A dextrose crave,
With a contagious aroma,
Dark brown to light
Lost in the maze
Rejuvenate all wishes
Intoxicates blood flow
First sip, a door to a day
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Until the end
But still,
Wish is for one more cup of awakening
From sunrise to sunset
To revive a breath
Which connect “you” to “I”

A round of applause
In a conscious state

my fingers around the mug                        
                                    ­i imagine your neck
steam fogs over my glasses                        
                                       i imagine your breath
heat rushes to my face                                
                                         i imagine your warmth
a sip of hot green tea                                  
                                  i imagine your lips

all these mingling with mine
whenever i drink
a cup of you

A cup sits on a stack of books.
as inquisitive eye ascends closer
to a photograph well framed.

Is it filled with coffee to keep one up to study,
as night lamps burn I wonder.

Perhaps it’s filled with hot chocolate to take chills away
on night when wind roars.

Maybe it was an evening meal of soup to drink
before going back to reading.
Or perhaps, it’s filled with chocolate milk
to make an inner child smile
and the books are just coasters.

The choice is yours
as the image is yours to play with
in a mind where anything is possible.

I made you some tea
The *** filled for two
I wait as it steeps
Then I wait for you

Sadness echoes throughout my body.
Vibrates deep into my shallow soul
Radiating outside in form of tears
I guess my heart never learned
that you're already gone
and it really hurts
The time you
whispered
goodbye.
BUT
ME
I
ALL OF ME
WILL ALWAYS
WAIT FOR YOU