It has been a long time we never met…
Without you... My life is cruel, dark, harsh and hard to
grind.
Without you… I’m tasting bitterness inside my lung.
Oh… I do really wish you were around… I will ask you to go
deep inside my tongue to keep me awake all night long.
Oh boy… My name is coffee, I’m not happy until I meet you…
yes you... milky lady*
*when coffee meet milk
MG, Street Gallery, PIM, 2014
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