Cappucino Awareness
Cappucino awareness, it's a sense
of simpleness and bliss.
my eyes stare over, her blue
visual windows to the soul, glows,
the snow passes in flakes as
we awake from evening slumber.
The lumber builds of unspoken
tokens that place shapes into
body language, strange we read without saying.
espresso and let go an expression, grow
cold we let blow which way the spirit
shows.
It's an expression in the morn, not shared between
the norm and cappucino awareness now takes
form.
Her eyes meet mine and it's inside we
hide but what smiles share.
of simpleness and bliss.
my eyes stare over, her blue
visual windows to the soul, glows,
the snow passes in flakes as
we awake from evening slumber.
The lumber builds of unspoken
tokens that place shapes into
body language, strange we read without saying.
espresso and let go an expression, grow
cold we let blow which way the spirit
shows.
It's an expression in the morn, not shared between
the norm and cappucino awareness now takes
form.
Her eyes meet mine and it's inside we
hide but what smiles share.
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