Cream or Sugar?
Latte or Spice?
Coffee-tainted lips,
And an awaiting paradise.
Eyes are now locked,
Should I nod or smile?
What if I have food stuck on my teeth?
Writing this out, is much more my style.
Rainbows in rain, hope you seeded;
You shine bright like the Sun,
An SPF 6000 sunscreen is needed.
My center, My reason,
No matter what you do,
I'll gladly be your paparazzi,
Unless old age and censorship rules.
That gummy smile, you're dangerous you know;
Drugged out on those whites,
My parents should be wary of you.
Roses are red,
This cafe is blue,
Sipping my mocha, I take this as my cue;
Hoping this poem reaches out to you.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryA five-course written meal of poems, short stories, conflicting thoughts, unseen letters and AU imagines. Filled with fluttering heart moments, forgotten memories of nostalgia, an abyss of sadness, immersive happiness and treasured words. ~~ Sugges...
