Let us make a list
Of what all we can converse
Over a cup of coffee
And
Crumple it… Tear to pieces…
Let us ban pleasantries
Tear off the masks
Directly begin to
Talk to each other’s
Hidden doors and windows
In the raw voices of love, and truth
That they slowly open
To let in some healing breeze
Dress the desolate wounds
Of our souls, trusting the roots…
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Talk about the precious bookmarks
Laden with the scents of your favorite books
Of my several muses
Blooming as poems, bursting as the confetti of love
About the rhythm of the rain
And the timeless song
Frequently played
A sweet confusion, to choose
If it is the rain or the song
To dissolve in…
Let our dreams be read
In our eyes
Fears are heard, between heartbeats
And hope sprout
In the silences exchanged
Let tears too
Be eloquent…
Let all the plush things vanish
No better luxury
Then being at the sea
Or a nurturing riverside
Let’s surrender to Nature’s abundance
Discover each other’s floods and droughts
Silk and thorns of our self
No better transport
Then hand in hand walks
Smitten by the wings
Of honeyed freedom…
Finally
When we leave
It would not be just the coffee
Relished
But the aroma carried in our hearts
Of a precious promise
Exclusively
Brewed for friends…
Coffee is an emotion, for many of us.
Over a cup of coffee, raw uninhibited soulful conversations have become rare these days; especially in this lockdown phase, it has become a longing, too…
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