#cofee
It seemed as if the wind was more exasperated as usual,
its coldness brushed
against her skin.
The leaves were completely
in sync with wind,
angry as ever.
The sun it seemed had
disappeared
and people on the streets
craved the warmth of the inside,
as they tried to hide in their heavy coats and jackets
but she took a heavy breath and stepped out.
Everything around her seemed to have meaning
and Everything around her was joyous,
she didn't care about the wind.
Her hand tightened around the
coffee cup
that was completely empty and she walked on...
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 7:40 AM UTC
You're like the coffee that I drink while I'm half a sleep
warm,
bitter,
and sweet.
Jun 3, 2019
Jun 3, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC
Please,
just a coffee.
An Irish Coffee!
So that I can remember
of my land.
So that I can remember
of my dreams.
So that I can remember
of the smell of grass.
So that I can remember
of the taste of rain.
Please,
just a coffee.
An Irish Coffee!
So that I remember everything.
Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 7:53 AM UTC