In morning’s hush, your breath I find,
A fusion rich, a scent combined.
Of coffee dark and smoke entwined,
A gothic charm, so well designed.
A hint of night within the day,
With shadows deep, you steal away.
A fragrant ghost, in dawn's soft gray,
Where cigarettes and coffee play.
In every breath, a tale is spun,
Of distant stars and rising sun.
A lover’s dance, in quiet run,
Where passions merge, and hearts are won.
Your essence lingers, dark and sweet,
In twilight’s hold, our worlds complete.
A timeless blend, where two souls meet,
In gothic airs, our love’s conceit
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chaimaa alidrissi
a poet who’s language is expressing emotions through rhyming words 🤎
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these magnificent interwoven lines aroused the idea of smoking, and will succumb to the temptation -i think-.
Well written!
Nice poem