The smell of coffee
And the feeling of cold air
Mixing with the rosy buzz
Not induced by caffeine
I'm thinking of home
One I've just begun to know
Not contained in a building
But someplace more free
The past few nights
I've been dreaming of laughter
Of the heavenly world
I have yet to return
And yet deep in my corner
Of coffee and moonlight
I feel warm and safe
And I'm no longer alone
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Birthday poetry in a Starbucks whilst on vacation. Coffee and moonlight :D
Happy birthday!
This was such a nice poem, filled with nice imagery. :) I hope you enjoyed your birthday!!
Goodbye? Oh no, please. Can’t we just go back to page one and start all over again?” – Winnie The Pooh