Hot coffee

in poetry •  7 years ago 

I loved the summer and drank my coffee hot,

with two teaspoons of sugar.

Then I met you.

You came - cold like winter,

I chilled my coffee,

took my sugar.

But I was happy.

Because my soul warmed me,

sweeten my days.

I loved the winter,

though it remained with one

nasty,

bitter messenger,

because you also stayed.

But one day he left.

Suddenly.

He blurted my mind just like my coffee.

Now I drink wine.

And I'm bitter and cold.

I'm looking for a summer shower with hot coffee,

to show her how beautiful the cold is.



Much love - Krisii

Images from pixabay.com

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A good wine or good coffee enjoyed with nice words. Everything in life has its charm. The cold and the heat, a simple coffee or a simple wine make us feel moments memorable, it depends on us as we want to live. Thanks for sharing. Congratulations on your post. See you soon.

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