Hot coffeeA Poem by HurryI hug
you from the back, my cheek rubbing on a backpack. A burnt tongue, a
friend she's been calling me. I say,
"I love you" as a joke, indeed
we laughed. I was serious. She knew My emotions were true. My emotions did get through. I made me another cup of coffee. © 2017 Hurry |
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Added on December 17, 2016 Last Updated on August 22, 2017 AuthorHurryPhilippinesAboutI'm pretty lame... i play video games as my main hobby and i write poems when my heart feels fly or heavy. more..Writing
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