True Love of Coffee

That night,

            do you remember

My eyes were lost

Everything seemed so blurry

I couldn’t see the truth

But feeling it was a different matter

I heard the tear drops as they fell from the sky

I swear I could feel them on my skin

It was simple yet confusing, serious yet playful

But all I could listen to was whispers

Voices from both of us that we couldn’t hear

They were quietly relentless

Telling us everything of how we felt

Speaking of feeling nothing and everything so raw

Relaxed yet anticipating, voices that often go unheard

Where were we going, did I listen to those voices

Is this path my choice or simply random fate

It was like wandering in darkness

But I liked it, the only light I saw was you

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