Thoughts After Coffee
Sadness creeps over me
like coffee granules
dissolving into hot water.
I pretended as
a white creamer
subservient to darkness,
engulfed within the hallow of a cup.
I tried to release the poignancy
into an aroma,
wafting through every sip.
I hope the drinker will remember
the aftertaste of memories,
cups of these bittersweet coffees
drank one after another ..
drowning the thought
of an empty chair across.
I hope to lay awake and wait for sunrise,
begin a new day with a hot milk.
No more coffees please.Hehe.
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