My Morning Coffee Poem by Jesus Diaz Llorico

My Morning Coffee



'The first song I listened
when I waked up in the morning
are the old love songs
we used to hear and sweetly sing

as I prepare my morning coffee
and sit here in the balcony
even if you're in a city far away
I am filled with thoughts of you

it's so nice to look at the skies
feeling its serenity, its peace
the soft white clouds floating by
its blues' and its tenderness

that the magnificence above
can be felt here in the ground
the loveliness felt so profound
specially that I have you in mind

that as I finished my coffee
and the way I dreamed of you
it left me thinking, if I'm in heaven
or still sitting in my balcony.'

Wednesday, December 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love and dreams
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