𝐍𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐬

-iv. pour

They usually say that
I poured a wrong cup
I said I'd poured much
You might be missed
the worth of taste; but
the scent is still there

I've never used to drink
coffee as I'd rather pick
the innocence of a tea
I didn't foresee that irony
but you got me thinking
sailing across the sea

You've spun me in fantasy
as it hence to be dreamy
ending up in catastrophe
In just a blink, it all flee
so ever since I've started
to vary the taste of yours

I can't help but to put the
hunch of how destiny works
If I knew it in the first place;
I should've picked up coffee
Had engraved in courage,
enough to fought for you

when it was not too late

Juliet