The coffee house stands alone
Between two worlds of dreams and pain
Watch the poet as she goes
Into the house from the chilly air
Watch her sniff the aromatic liquid
As clouds rise from the mug
Watch her sit in the chair
The breeze flirting with her hair
Watch as evening quietly turns to dusk
Time is forever, forever is time
From dreams to peace, from light to dark
Between illusions of love and promise
The full spectrum of life unfolds
Breathe for the moment
Just breathe
Live for this moment
Just live
An emptiness is felt
A hollow sensation piercingly strong
Watch the poet draw out her pen
Composing wonders in her book
So totally absorbed in her doings
The sky soon turns to night
Unaware of the electric lights that come on
Brighness seems also vulgar this night
The coffee house still stands alone
The poet still lost in dreams
She longs so much to live in the stars
Dancing among the beacons of the sky
Leave her be in her world
Of princesses and dreams
Passion and hope
Of peace and light
And love...
Love |
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