Feel my warmth
i hold you in my handsexactly like how you
hold me in your arms
my hands encircling around you
and feeling
its you lifting me up
The froth and cream
remain on my lips
as remnants of my
mornings with you.
And i cant say
if i prefer to breathe you in
from afar
or sit with you
up close and personal.
My coffee.
Poetry by Sona
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Written on 2024-05-31 at 19:55
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