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
© Chaouki M'kaddem
September 16th, 2014
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