Coffee Memories: Sweetened Black

𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑜𝑟'𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚

too overwhelmed to know
the dedications are for you
words speak as if you are here
and rhymes that make it rare

clouded thoughts of our ship
ready to sail if my hand you'll grip
anchor was about to be pulled
and sailor is ready to go

great annoyance comes, however
over the years i've been your lover
i felt it even if no phrase came from you
your soul spoke to me and it's true

i stopped pursuing
these feelings i kept feeling
i might not be best
but soon these tears will come to rest

thank you for unlocking the magic within
all the things you've done to make me win
now you are just a memory
that i can't seem to forget immediately

this poem will come to an end for sure
as the sailor will not defend anymore
i must accept defeat
in order to cease this grieve

𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ
𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑠𝑡𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢