the coffee table

Welcome to the complexity of my mind.

Feel free to roam in the shelves above.
Sit down at the coffee table and feel the printed pages between your fingers.
Maybe you find a poem to read at night and the other for breakfast when the smell of coffee lingers in the air.

Remember some old love and feel melancholic.

But enjoy what you read and if you like it, I'd be happy if you kept it in your heart.