Can once and'll love
Coffee rarely consumed,
Maybe someday a life
The fact that every day I live.
And roads will converge in one,
All those that are confused
And dreams will come back again,
The missing ones are gone.
Maybe I'll like coffee.,
When would someone added cinnamon.
And nothing fits.
Like water from your own well.
No hands so warm
Like the ones you are the most gentle,
And sweet lips always
Those that beloved and the most beautiful.
Maybe someday I will love
Coffee, no... not mine.
Loved always feels heart of
I'm not gonna drink coffee.
P.S. Although, maybe once...
