Coffee Poem by Aurora Isabela

Coffee



Blend of tasteful dusts on a yellow mug,
Sometime in February or March,
At an air-conditioned lobby,
Under one crest we share glares, and
Rays of flavors on the vertices of our tongues,
Sips on the hill of the mug, forming uneven lips,
Sloping arms, smiling cheers!
Love, greeting you a good morning

Monday, December 18, 2017
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