True Love of Coffee

In our childhood, we are told
to dream of things that will never be.
Embrace the sentiment, the sub-conscious
and all the desires we have never spoken.
These are the lost moments of our wonderland,
the deep echo that thunders in our infancy.
Yet it is our world, the moment to be recalled,
as the birthday passes and our life becomes familiar.
It is within our innocence, that the figment is true,
that a warm embrace becomes and intimate reminder,
and we fall, never knowing, fast asleep.

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