A ballad about a cup of joA ballad about a cup of jo by CringeCity
Brewing my mug, its life smell drifts
Allure cannot describe its call,
... cavities in my nose waking
all nerves with its caffeine.
Foam full of low-fat cream and an
essence of cocoa beans.
Pullulating my cup with grains
of sugar sapphire;
undertones of nature's nectar
rekindling a fire.
Each cup starting a new morning.
Lips anticipate warmth,
longing for fresh froth and aroma,
enchanted with each breath...
Old friend.Old friend. by CringeCity
"Life ain't no dress rehearsal, mate!"
"Oh dear!" was your catchphrase!
Now you know that I'll never change?
Gosh, how you've made many days!
Time and stress may see us turn grey.
Indeed, maybe baroque?
May we be titled, 'Untitled'!
End of school, end of us?...
... Good luck!