In The Morning, The House Smells Of Coffee, Poem by Liza Sud
In The Morning, The House Smells Of Coffee,
In the morning, the house smells of coffee,
And in general all is well,
I just miss you very much, so
that a hunger sucks bones like in hell,
By the morning I slept with you,
Clinging to my knees with a yearn..
autumn flared outside the window,
and broke out a gloomy dawn.
Saturday, September 19, 2015
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