Coffee & Smoke
Coffee and Smoke
Coffee dense smoke,
do not need more,
narratives of the past,
spark and gas sharing.
Soundproof laughter,
remembering that end,
my departure, and hope,
to someday return.
We were always two strangers,
battle at sea,
lost sailors,
following the moonlight.
I got lost in strange lands,
but I could not find,
that map that marked
Shaping the winds
It created delights of music and song,
soles prayed to be able to sing,
the cry which revived the libertarian
brandishing the sword to open sea.