“Coffee”

Bittersweet memories
Like a hot cup of coffee.
It burns your tongue but warms your stomach.
Hopeless dreams
That can never be.
Just take a cup of coffee; tilt your head back.

Note:

I’ve always wanted to write a short piece about coffee. I don’t know why. I have a love-hate relationship with this drink so…

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