Category : Poems
Sub Category : N/A
Somewhere in that state,
Between dreaming and awake.
I force myself to get up,
Grab the pot and fill my cup.
Looking at you, and those pretty eyes,
I take a sip and start to smile.
We sit and chat and watch the dawn,
Talking and drinking till the coffee's gone.
Of all the things that we could say,
I'll tell you in a coffeepot serenade.