Coffee Beans After the Rain
written by: Lillian Elise
brown,
coffee beans, soil, the color of your eyes in the low glow of the moonlight
melancholic eyes, soft, perplexing and perpetually haunting
the first eyes I have – loved, longed for, sobbed for
i have seen brown eyes before,
never like yours.
simply because I have never seen eyes,
that I believe I could look into
for the rest of my life.
the airy scent of clean laundry,
hints of cologne.
my favorite part – the way it lingered in my hair
and the way i could sometimes smell it in public,
maybe, after it rained
or sometime in the evening,
after the sun had set and the sky would swirl in shades of blue
somewhere, my heart is 16 and lives, in the color of coffee beans, and the air after it rains, with you.
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