I brew the left sparks of you and drink it with the moon
Not for long
Until I start howling
Calling each alphabet of you
Yearning your voice
And that my love
Is the way I deal with missing you
The Coffee of Your Name
I brew the left sparks of you and drink it with the moon
Not for long
Until I start howling
Calling each alphabet of you
Yearning your voice
And that my love
Is the way I deal with missing you
What a great short poems.
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