hello, coffee, my old friend.
I’ve come to talk with you again.
cause your aroma softly creeping
reached my nose while I was sleeping
I'm not one who divides music, dance or art into various categories. Either something works, or it doesn't. ~Twyla Tharp
05 Jan 2011 Leave a comment
in Fluff, Poetry Tags: coffee, simon and garfunkel, song, sound of silence
hello, coffee, my old friend.
I’ve come to talk with you again.
cause your aroma softly creeping
reached my nose while I was sleeping
Let’s Talk!