Oh, I spilled my coffee on you 2A Poem by Bivita
The richness and the stillness of your coffee cup
the breath of air touching us the eye contact i dreaded to reciprocate the outline of your hair looking as silhouette from the sunset over your head takes me where we are meant to be i can see ourselves having a good time me resting on your chest your fingers circling my hair you reading The Alchemist coffee in our hands a muslin blanket spread over us the birds playful and noisy as always "Take this! take this" i hear a voice tapping on my shoulder it was him looking at me, smiling confusedly As I feel my skirt burning and lovingly he giggled and said "Oh, you spilled your coffee on you"
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StatsAuthorBivitaHyderabad, Telangana, IndiaAbout"Being realistic is the most commonly traveled road to despair" more..Writing
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