Reneé's Dream Journal
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This Morning's Coffee
I cannot be found today
My mind's eye lost
In our small moments
Of beautiful night
That was yesterday
Slipped away, stripped
As the sheets are pulled back
From your bed and I rise
To the stark reality of this light
This cold morning
Roaming around
Feeling my way blind, in your clothes
That hold your colors of scent
Mingled with mine from the dark
Formed in those few precious hours
When I was yours
Fighting this waking
That brings me you no more
This end brought to me
With a cup of coffee
Swirled with cream
Last night's sweetened lies
And brown sugared
Betraying eyes
Now that dawn has arrived
Speak covertly of goodbye
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My mind's eye lost
In our small moments
Of beautiful night
That was yesterday
Slipped away, stripped
As the sheets are pulled back
From your bed and I rise
To the stark reality of this light
This cold morning
Roaming around
Feeling my way blind, in your clothes
That hold your colors of scent
Mingled with mine from the dark
Formed in those few precious hours
When I was yours
Fighting this waking
That brings me you no more
This end brought to me
With a cup of coffee
Swirled with cream
Last night's sweetened lies
And brown sugared
Betraying eyes
Now that dawn has arrived
Speak covertly of goodbye
Copyright/Surrealdancingpoetry
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This Morning`s Coffee
This Morning`s Coffee