You are
like bittersweet black coffee
on tired mornings.You feel like
caffeine is rushing
through all of my veins.I'm shaking,
drowning in waves
of laughter and hapiness.My heart is beating faster,
and I am not tired anymore.I am awake.
YOU ARE READING
Wondering
PoetryThis may be burning, crashing or hurting. But these are my words. This is me.