Sunday, April 19, 2015

Sunday morning

Groggy summer Sunday morning

Dogs are still asleep

Foamy waves kissed our feet

As cold as ice cream.


Waiting for the harsh sun

Waiting for its burn

No longer could we bear its tension

Went into the café air-conditioned.


Enticing smell of coffee

Sand still stuck to my tee

Noisy chatter all around

Let the kids be.


Roasted whole beans packet

Hot south Indian filter coffee

Lazing on the royal sofa

A summer morning well spent.



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