My Cup Of Coffee Poem by Cheryl Tutaan
My Cup Of Coffee
Waking up in a morning breeze,
Rain pouring down the street;
Warm light that tames the windchill,
Loving the smell of a coffee haze.
Birds chirping at the window,
Fluting sound of a flamingo;
It relaxes your reflexes,
It calms your heart and mind into wellness.
A sip of coffee once again,
It reminds me of your morning sweet kisses;
My lip that touches the lid,
Can feel the subtle of your lip.
Sitting on a couch, while waiting for the rain to stop,
I close my eyes, there you are, inside my mind;
Whispering your name softly touches my heart,
Listening to the beat it sounds delight.
The sun that hides from behind,
The clouds covering the sky so loud;
Morning mist and fog swirling,
My cup of coffee, my fave, my love...
SwetLyrehc©
052017
Yes keep it up...i think you did a good job..try to write more and more :) Stay blessed Cheryl
This poem is like a blessed and deightful coffee hahaha though i am not a coffee drinker but the words, the idea and concept is smooth like a late' or smoothie cappuchino drinks...it is a sweet penning work! .keep it up
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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6/1/2023 4:57:13 PM # 1.0.0.1113
A sip of coffee akin to a morning kiss is in itself a measure of satisfaction that it provides. Thanks. It relaxes your reflexes, It calms your heart and mind to wellness.
Yes indeed... Such a blissful note and vote that truly touched my heart...Thank you, Rajnish