coffee and rain is a grand favorite
with the music playing softly around,
stare at the frosty window, i took a sip
all the sudden, everything came back to me
a beautiful smile spread on your red lips,
smeared in my favorite white mug,
while you talk about things like your family,
the whole time i was staring at those eyes
you ask me how i was, i remember
crying in the halls when i'm with you,
we pour coffee and watch the rain outside
"this is better," that's what you said
it used to feel like i'm wrapped in a warm blanket
when we used to talk about our craziest moments,
how can one forget? you remembered what i said,
in the couch, there we almost kissed
it's been some time since i last saw you,
couldn't catch up, couldn't bring it up, my feet are frozen
no words to say, ever since you left me
with coffee and rain with the memories
it was like you were wrapped in a warm blanket
when you and i used to share our moments,
how one can forget? i'm sure no one does
in the couch, i sit and watch the rain go by
-c
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places
Poetry"Places", are different paths that take you. And that is short collection of poetry takes you to different stories and places, where love took you to wonderland, a raging war and a lullaby, one's insecurities in the mirror and a chance wasted from...
