Hot coffee

Hot coffee

A Poem by Hurry

I 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

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Hurry
Hurry

Philippines



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