It keeps your night awake
And makes your heart busy.
Sweet when it is hot,
Bitter when it fades.
Sad as black when plain,
Smiles as brown if paired.
My teaspoon can tell
Whether blended gently.
Butterflies it feels
If Brewed in timeless.
My heart for you
Shall forever pound still.
My longing, day and night.
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My Microfeelings
PoetryI want to speak the unspeakable. Many narrators are known for criticizing what their senses had perceived, and I am no different. This poetry collection is a narrative of suppressed emotions delivered in contemporary. Indulge yourself with evidence...
