Coffee flavoured lies

I want to taste your
coffee flavoured lies
again, before
indifference sets in.
Where long nights
are just a break
from even longer days.
Watch as you slouch
sleep angst frowns
watching white sliced
toast as it browns.
While I sip,
nibble at the corners
that charted our demise.
I don't want carpet slippers
or cheery false waves
and the tedium of
nasal hair clippers.
Let me brew for you
a mocha flavoured,
perhaps latte
dream of yesterday





Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2007-10-06 at 10:17

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
a wonderful poem again and again you enchant the bay withese masteropieces of sweet nostalgia well done rgds mike xx
2007-10-08


Winston Latanafrancia Soldevilla
I love drinking coffee especially lastte and I cannot help but think, how frowny my face will be if it that coffee does't have any of the following: a cube of sugar, a teaspoon of milk, a sachet of cream or a drop of milk. Coffee and lies?
2007-10-06


Joe Fern
when somethig is not as it used to be, there is a tangible sadness associated with it. very poignant verse

peace,
joe
2007-10-06


Kathy Lockhart
i smell the aroma, feel the ambiance, taste the bitter-sweetness, and savor each word.
2007-10-06


gills
Buetiful words :) gills
2007-10-06