Sips of Coffee

Storm [02]

I always had a thing for coffee

And I couldn't really know why

Maybe it was because I was used to watch my mother

Drink it in the morning

Or just is bitter taste

You reminded me of coffee

With your dark brown eyes and hair

I always waited for you to come in

As if I waited for the storm to stop

Sometimes you came

And sometimes you didn't

But there was no rumble

Only the light

 Shimmering through your eyes