do You like the poetry?
asked by coffee

i love the classic crispy waffles
and the salted caramel
i love Your reading glasses,
your green blue eyes,
i want to kiss Your lips for eternity,
to dance with you every sunrise until sunset,
to eat Your morning breakfast that You made for me,
to have a date with You every sunday afternoon in sunset parklet,
yes, i love the morning breakfast
yes, i love you even though the autumn will no longer be called autumn
i will still write poetry for You,
even Your still longing for the sunset rain

do You like the coffee?
asked by poetry

i love reading Your short stories,
it tells about Our poetical journey walking in the contis street
while the maple leaves were falling down
i love Your hazel brown eyes,
it tells me the tears within Your letters
Your memoir that turns into poetry
i love the coffee You made for me
thank You for making me a coffee,
every morning
thank You for making me winter clothes,
every December
thank You for baking my favorite pastries and cooking my favorite pasta,
every Friday
i will still dance with You
every sunrise,
every a thousand sunrise,
every sunset,
every a thousand sunset


© cfwang