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Coffee

The smell of coffee overwhelms my senses. It reminds me of you.

Sleepy eyes and sleepy souls, by the morning light, stay enclosed.

Where are you? I can’t see, but by that coffee, dreams say “yes please”.

A mug for you, and a mug for me, we try to find beauty in the little things.

Recommended2 Simily SnapsPublished in Adventure, Culture and Current Events, Faith, Happy Read, Memoir, Non-Fiction, Personal Narrative, Poetry, Romance, Self-Help, Spirituality, True Story, Young Adult (YA)

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