A coffee and a love
A coffee and a love,
On the seashore, hidden under the shade of a canopy,
Pensive, I gaze emptily, outside the deserted beach.
There's no bustle, no noise around me,
The sun burns gently, the wind is calm and always.
The hot sand slips beneath the sole of my foot,
The sky is clear, its serenity also given to the water always.
I'm here, in silence, to lose myself in deep thoughts,
While I sip a coffee, a sweet beverage, profound and round.
The sun hat casts a shadow on my face and eyes,
But it gives me a peculiar elegance, or so it seems to me.
The white and flowing dress fits perfectly with the moment,
I feel like a summer's song, in an overwhelming state of tranquility.
I kick off my beach slippers, feeling the heat of the sand,
But the coffee is hot, and in it, I find myself.
I taste every sip and my thoughts carry me far away,
To a past of a spent love, which haunts and troubles me.
Why was it so, and not otherwise, I always ask myself,
We could have had the coffee together, in a mystical ritual full of ink.
But life doesn't forgive mistakes, it demands a price for each act,
So I found myself traveling alone, in a station full of people and bygone sparks.
I searched for him on streets, in stations, on beaches, and in lofty mountains,
But he vanished from my life, into the abyss of his sacred time.
I would like to see him once more, I think, before I go,
To show me our love was more than a mere trifle.
Was it love at first sight, or just a fleeting illusion,
A straw fire lit in youth, extinguished by the dawn of a noisy, bustling day?
I will never know the truth, maybe just in my remaining memories,
A photograph lost in the box of the past, that I find on sunny and serene days.
Such is life, with joys and sorrows, it unites us or tears us apart,
It has the power to decide if we stay together or depart afar.
I turn the cup with the remaining grounds and try to read my future in it,
But from afar, someone searches for me with desperation and restless longing.
With golden hair and eyes like a deep sea,
With the smile of an angel and a body slender and supple like a flower,
With hands struggling in the wind that carries them,
With steps light as those of a feline, someone searches for her in distant horizons.
Have you not heard a story or caught a glimpse of her around?
Asks the stranger with desperation and unease in his voice.
"I am Neptune, the god of the Sea, and she belongs to me;
I am resolved to gather the waters and cast them into a storm, just to find her, whatever it takes.
My dear, I await you in a future that will be solely ours,
Where we shall never part again, you will always be by my side,
This is how to savor a cup of coffee, in the quiet of the seashore,
With a soul wrapped in love and dreams, in a dance of two free and wild hearts.
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