The Fragrance of Coffee is Dark
Nov. 14th, 2009 05:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
heinelIt is again Wednesday night,
our meeting 4pm.
The time is just right for another
hot mug with a diadem.
As usual I sit beside you.
I like your attention.
The fragrance of this coffee is dark.
I'm lost in confusion.
I find I'm drawn to your aroma –
powerful sensation.
The color of this coffee is deep.
I fall in elation.
I sense your brown eyes on me but
never meeting my own.
My coffee swirls around and around,
I fear I'm in delusion.
And why are your words to me sparse,
diplomat well-known?
The taste of this coffee is stark.
I drink in bitter passion.
So come the dreaded 6:40,
our timed depart again.
I leave the class, my thoughts empty,
empty mug in hand.
Afterthoughts...
Ever since I was young I had been dismissive of my emotions. However, I think I am fortunate to have found writing as an outlet. Things that I cannot say, I can still express in words. I think writing my thoughts out helps me focus on them. I am actually quite surprised at being able to write a poem like this, as I had always been known to be quite apathetic.
our meeting 4pm.
The time is just right for another
hot mug with a diadem.
As usual I sit beside you.
I like your attention.
The fragrance of this coffee is dark.
I'm lost in confusion.
I find I'm drawn to your aroma –
powerful sensation.
The color of this coffee is deep.
I fall in elation.
I sense your brown eyes on me but
never meeting my own.
My coffee swirls around and around,
I fear I'm in delusion.
And why are your words to me sparse,
diplomat well-known?
The taste of this coffee is stark.
I drink in bitter passion.
So come the dreaded 6:40,
our timed depart again.
I leave the class, my thoughts empty,
empty mug in hand.
Afterthoughts...
Ever since I was young I had been dismissive of my emotions. However, I think I am fortunate to have found writing as an outlet. Things that I cannot say, I can still express in words. I think writing my thoughts out helps me focus on them. I am actually quite surprised at being able to write a poem like this, as I had always been known to be quite apathetic.