Midnight Coffee.

Here is just a random poem I came up with as I fixed myself some soup, pretty late at night. It’s partly inspired by two people I know who thought it would be a good idea to sneak out for a cup of icecream and eventually turn their midnight escapade into a long drive. I won’t name them because it’s supposed to be a secret, but hey, if I get a poem out of it, I’m going to write about it.

Happy reading! Xx

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Let’s brew us a cup of coffee
In the middle of the night–
We should be fast asleep,
But let’s stay up ’til first light,
Exchanging the same stories
We’ve done a hundred times before;
They always seem so new with you,
Even if we write a hundred more.

Let’s grab our keys,
Head out the door,
Pick a direction
We’ve never headed before–
We could find places
We’ve never been,
Or just head back
To the place we met years ago.

Let’s take a walk
Just around the bend,
In quiet whispers we talk,
Hoping the night never ends;
Let’s watch the lights go out,
And stay out very late,
Let’s stay out until the quiet night
Thaws back to life again.

Let’s stay out,
Lay on the grass,
Counting the stars we can see
Through all the city smoke,
Let’s dream of moving somewhere
The stars seem clearer,
A little brighter,
And a lot close to home.

Let’s be reckless as we are,
Tomorrow is another day,
Let’s stay up ’til we can’t anymore,
Until we’ve drifted away
Into blissful sleep,
As we dream things sweet–
Let’s do this again
Some other day.

~© Shubhangi Srinivasan.

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