Dream Coffee Poem by Harlequin Rose
Dream Coffee
The taste lay on my lips like a song
and leaves my tongue tingling with foreign fantasies
motionless, emotionless
caught speechless in the miracle
and so the literal dissolves
and I awaken
all else is failure of imagination
I know it so well
one sip and I am left to self destruct
another bottomless coffee cup
with a story to tell.
hmn...i love to dream while sipping coffee! ha ha! Good morning, dear poet friend!
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4/19/2024 4:55:39 PM # 1.0.0.1119
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