Cup Of Coffee Poem by deborah mae lacay

the fragrant smoke has risen through the air
its aroma has stuck to my hair
reminding me of sweet memories
spent with you over cups of coffee
on endless starry nights..
the conversation just went on so smoothly
like the free wind upon a pairie
imagination running wild has set us free
from a leash that binds you and me
the cup of coffee has stood still
locking the memories on the window sill
but where have you gone..?
now there's only i and this friendly cup
yet its sweetness and aroma will stay
leaving the bitterness behind the mound of clay..