coffee dream

I smell the scent of a dream in your coffee.
I kissed my neck like a faithless whore
I gulp and then finish it.
such as prayers were buried together howled
dome is created from the blind hymn.
concerning the distant sky ... as far as I sail the body.
but ... in the coffee ...
The same black soot
who ever you message in a morning
then .. you make a blanket at night.
and I call it Star Vulnerable.

Sepia,,, but you always Suhud with the darkness of late and was distorted.
ahhh ... Sepia,, If in a cup of coffee
I could carve a clumsy body curves.
I will plant a time in your niche.
"as the cold wind that writing between us"
then we are always falling at the same table.
and meet to part.
if the faithful is the word ..
I would be devastated at my grave vortex.
then we swam to shore ..
while talking about the memories of heaven.
in a prototype.

Sepia,,,, though I know memories
always booked into the depths of my punishment
then made me turn away from your trench

Sepia On the coffee I've ever kept a dream
as I brood in my chest you snort the volcano.