Some people wear their hearts on their shirt sleeve
I wear coffee on mine
Fallen from un-cautious lips
Like careless words
Hot and steaming
Spilled down the front of my chest
But the same
A temporary stain
That proper washing will remove
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A very creative write! Loved it....I invite you to read my poem Ashes Of Old Lovers. I will further venture into your poems. PEACE