Milky, bitter, sweet.
My pull to reality,
My first love,
My goodnights sleep,
My milk coffee.
Refreshing, cozy, warm.
During rainy days,
Days when you feel cold.
Times when your heart aches,
Times, when there’s an inner storm
My milk coffee.
Driven, strong, kind,
A constant thought in my mind.
A gentle wake up call,
To a nearing nightfall.
My love, if you havent gotten it yet,
you’re my milk coffee,
My home,
My warmth,
My balance between bitter and sweet.
The last puzzle piece,
To make me feel complete.
My milk coffee.
- Author: aconfusedgirl ( Offline)
- Published: September 18th, 2022 11:49
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 19
Comments1
Nice writing ))
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