Shobhna

Be My Cup of Coffee

By Shobhna in Poetry | Reads: 278 | Likes: 1

I blink, rub my eyes, blink again, I glance at the wall clock, 5 a.m. It's chilly. I tiptoe my way to the balcony, The door's slightly ajar, I peek, There you are, a fresh cup of coffee in your hand. You wrap your fingers around it, the cup clatters as your nails brush past it, you enjoy the heat   Read More...

Published on Apr 20,2020 07:22 PM

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