Coffee and sunrise

Coffee as black as his heart.
Sunrise as red as her eyes.
A love so ardent
it sets fire to the skies
A heartache so great
you wouldn’t suppress your sighs
So addictive a pain
almost like a whiff of cocaine
An agony so profound
crushes you in the ground
a lover so mad
puts a gun to your head
a love so fragile
hanging by a thread
Yet the notion of separation
is cold as a winter morning
or a damnation
to eternal autumn
against all odds, I place my bet
’cause how often do you see
blood spilling in sunset
how often do you see
coffee as black as his heart
sunrise red as her eyes
we sure are a work of art
a storm in clear skies
a love in disguise
and a broken coffee mug
holding the sunrise
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