Weekend afternoon, empty space
For some reason, emptiness envelops me.
Thinking of a cup of coffee beans
Add a calm classic…
The rich aroma is bittersweet and tastes like
I am immersed in a moment of leisure.
For some reason, I always roll around in the splendor of pure white
The changes in the blue water droplets are mysterious.
In front of the table with a dark brown scent
Finally, no more, no more
For this time without pretense,
My own peace where time has stopped…
Suddenly. Are you still there
At that time, the house was in the middle of a cup of coffee.
Whistling like a love potion
Even memories overflow in my mouth.
Flowing to sincere silence
An afternoon filled with memories of a cup
If you’re just having a cup of coffee
Maybe I think too…
The coffee that hasn’t been finished yet,
A movie without an audience is enough.
The color is fading alone
I climbed up all over with happiness.