A Love Poem In A Sunday Coffee House. Poem by Dr subhendu kar

Sweet feel to fill joy of sipping a cup of coffee
do i fail to flounce to fervor of breath
within and without nothing exists to attune
yet i do shy of sweet reveled riving to rave.

tongue trills to hold kiss over wall of porcelain
passion seems to slosh over cup of coffee to overwhelm
on lap of solitude silhouette awaits to elude
as I write a love poem sitting in corner of coffee house.

yet twilight twinkles to tune rhythm
for dream to hurtle home of night
for darkness to dissolve in drink of dream
lest grief of darkness may not grip to swing.

each beat of pulse tolls bell of moment
for joy to unleash in core deep to attire evening
against wall of audacity of addiction yet in wee hours
for heart to relish last dregs of drops sticking over wall of dream.

eyes gather to wrap colors of spring
heart remembers hugs of light to enshrine
joy of passion whispers to scribble a poem of love
for those who never read and rhyme to entwine.