Black Coffee

myself and me

The light is dim,

The music is soft,

The smell is intoxicated.

A cup of black coffee,

No sugar, no milk.

 

The gaze is affectionate,

The kiss is gentle,

The smile is sweet.

The love, 

Like this cup of black coffee,

Bitter, but warm.

  • Author: myself and me (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 16th, 2017 15:14
  • Comment from author about the poem: love sometimes does taste bitter.
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 705
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Comments3

  • Christina8

    I can't relate on love tasting bitter but I do enjoy coffee quite a bit. A very good poem you have here! Well done!

  • burning-embers

    Nice twist

  • Neville


    delicious ... I wouldn't add another thing ................



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