the pencil poems

copyright, mis_nomer

Ode to Coffee

Black liquid exotic,
Your sweet aroma entices
and awakens dreams
of wild Africa, Papua New Guinea,
of puppets dancing in the shadows
of Java
Throbbing
the senses, aroused
Pulsing, dark rivers
of Indochine

Awake!

Awake!

The lover calls
I am yours; you are mine

Alive.

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