Best Before Poem by Katlego Michael Mokwena

Your eyes were coffee beans
rich and dark,
swimming in pure white milk.
I once loved those eyes,
in the same way I love my morning coffee,
something so special that
makes me so happy,
something I grew to need.

I am not quite sure why we
abandoned our love like
hot coffee left to go cold
on the kitchen table, maybe
I need to remember that
some things have an expiry date.

I still have my
morning coffee but,
I have it without you.