Friday 19 September 2014

Coffee

Black or black?

I fancy no more options
It has a world of its own

The one which is black


I peep into the crema
I dive into my open ocean
It’s the moment of my true devotion


I sniff at the cup
I embark on my own boat

Till I feel a tantalizing aroma in my throat

I sip gingerly
I sail back and forth

Where I know its real worth

I lean against the backrest

Ready to digest

I know this moment is the best

I start a first draft
I feel a creativity waft

Mixed with brilliant words that really shaft

© Chaouki M'kaddem
September 16th, 2014

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