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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567008" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode to a Cuppa Coffee</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The stir is the circle of fate<br>Chewed to remain forever awake <br>Meditation in mocha before its discovery<br>From soils in Africa the bean in Arabica<br>Purity of the romance in walls adored<br>Mud and water and beans in jute<br>Down the fingers for the texture</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On the nose with eyes closed<br>Perception of divine yet the beauty<br>With both hands for the eyes see<br>Fumes like the hairs of love<br>Like dusk after the sunset <br>Eyes twilight<br>First sip in creamy froth not unlike</div><div style="margin:10px 0">In slow heat brewing the cup<br>Hence from where it is said life began<br>To the other sip goes the consciousness<br>Unreason still in unself now<br>Unfold the variousness in cup small<br>What mystery when dark of the chocolate</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With Havana leaf and glass of smoke<br>After the wine in third course<br>It kills with donuts from the hands<br>Old lady had been for long preserving<br>Bavarian apple with lemon for buds</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ode to wine and ode to olive<br>Ode to coffee in ware molded<br>Made from earth of the Persian soil<br>Perfected is it in Italia or Gaul<br>With wine dampened cooked in holy fire<br>Who the prophets with angles now<br>The mystic declares his own rules</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My love the many names and flavors<br>Still brown beans are the hazel of your eyes<br>This ode I write to the taste of blood<br>Dried though on luscious lips <br>From my heart the words I spell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By the last sip of the cup in hand<br>I have loved you from ages<br>Like my drunken eyes today<br>They asked me what tavern last night<br>What cup in whose hand and who was the love<br>1/10/2009</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sadiqullah+Khan">Sadiqullah Khan</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567008" data-title="Ode to a Cuppa Coffee de Sadiqullah Khan" data-description="The stir is the circle of fate Chewed to remain forever awake Meditation in mocha before its discovery From soils in Africa the bean in Arabica Purity of the romance in walls adored Mud and water and beans in jute Down the fingers for the texture..."></div> </div> </div>
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