coffee…


the autumn appeared in its ashy cloud,
without asking any permission, wearing
an impregnated frosty perfume that’s capable
to change the shape and color of the leaves…
in its mystery, autumn became visible trying,
to concoct plausible reasons for activating
my lazy ass, gentle plunged, in some dreams
mixed with the smoky music, and bittersweet
flavor of the cigarettes spiced so damn well
with the softly sounds of the coffee…
the autumn smiled viewing my fantasies
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi

Pavlo

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