Great Nights

Sipping That Coffee

I.

Sipping that coffee, my dear.

Breaking that spotlight as no one can interfere.

Owning that night, so bright, so clear.

Making yourself high like the chandelier.

II.

Sipping that coffee, my dear.

Dictating our fears and doubts to run away and disappear.

Doing some crazy stuff like no one is here.

Allowing us to lose ourselves like a puppeteer.

III.

Sipping that coffee, my dear.

Drinking so easily like a glass of beer.

Heading ourselves at home, so unsure and unclear.

Regretting ourselves and shedding some tears.