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cappuccino steam rises as i sip
golden crema tastes like butter on my lips
fog flows and mist falls
as the brown leaves scatter across
the sky so grey
my sweater is blue velvet
soft and safe
matching my eyes and the sky
in october's harvest prime
on a wednesday morning fresh and full
of restful intentions
calm coziness spreads
throughout my homestead
my kitten purrs quietly
as the wind blows
the trees sway
birds call out in joy
flying fast and free
i think secretly
i wish i were a bird
i wish i were of the blue
of the wild
and the serene
About the Creator
Jessi
Writer on the Oregon coast. Lover of nature, poetry, and coffee! I love to write about my travels, lovers + mental health. Thanks for your support! Feel free to browse, share, and comment away. :)
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