Monday, June 29, 2009

Port Royale Game Save

over coffee

I drink this bitter coffee and I remember
The stories we told about our
getaways around
Our trips planned, perhaps, one day

I drink this bitter coffee and I thought
From what I missed in m 'away from the nest
And what could have been my life
the probable happiness that I deny this

I drink bitter coffee and I look
Skip nearby I see those who persist
fly those resisting
Those who believe and do not care
Those who refuse to change course
Who eliminate any moment of doubt

I drink this coffee and I feel veiled
The fragrant aroma of that distant land
The crowd, rhythm, dance hands
Life, drunkenness, dreams worldly

I look at the bottom of my cup and I guess
That at the mercy of chance, your destiny is written
Between the lines I try to watch a sign
Maybe somewhere there is written my way
In search of any witness may be nothing
also just false hope
On any beautiful day

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