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The Rose of My HeartYou're like a rose in my heart
Witch always show its beauty
I could not turned my eyes from your beautiful color
The color witch refreshes my mind
Behind your beauty there's a thorn
Witch made my heart bleeding
But even I'm bleeding
I want to embed you deeper in my heart
The beauty and the thorn are part of my life
The only things I want from you
Is not only the beauty
But I'll accept all the bad in you
My Lovely Rose's
Blue HeartThe Roses are are red
And my heart is blue,
But everthing in me have changed,
when I meet you.
You Recovered my pain,
Opened my eyes
and also my heart
And changed the world of grey to white
There is no problem could not be solved
When i'am with u.
The only thing i wanna say to you is
Thanks and I love you
The Coffee GodThe Coffee God behind the counter shuffles foot to foot, a dance of steam and espresso. Black painted fingernails, inch gauged ears and a gray striped sweatshirt, hood crooked on his back. There's a cigarette tucked behind one ear; it bobs and twitches with each step.
“Non-fat caramel latte,” he calls, just as he always does, part of a spell, part of a mantra, toneless (just a tuck at the end). I reach. He looks up.
The espresso maker hisses.
There's something like a grin, something like a spark, something like a shared secret linked eye to eye. When he passes over the drink (rough cardboard sleeve hot to the touch), he lingers. Our fingers brush, a shiver, a jolt, a ten-watt shock.
The Coffee God tilts his chin, shouts, “Hey, mind if I take my break now?”
and ducks around the counter without waiting for a reply.
He slips his cigarette between his lips without taking his eyes from mine. I follow him out the door.
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