Creamed coffee spirals Trailing as I stir, Teasing my imagination In the way that they appear. Like the galaxies beyond us Seemingly in orbit, they play. In the confines of my cup, I perceive the milky-way. By: Phanuel Ayelum
Creamed coffee spirals Trailing as I stir, Teasing my imagination In the way that they appear. Like the galaxies beyond us Seemingly in orbit, they play. In the confines of my cup, I perceive the milky-way. By: Phanuel Ayelum