Swirling wind in summer heat
Rain has left the world green
Morning comes like a gentle blue
Palpable rivers flow in my soul
Dappled with clouds
Fresh Costa Rican coffee
Your poetry like a tight dress
Sometimes I feel like a dragon
A fire breathing dragon
It must be the coffee
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Nice expressions on a rich coffee. thank you.