Undone

Your kiss was so real in my dream
it felt raw and nicotine
a bit of honey and a bit of smoke
altogether
as a perfect blend of milk and caffeine
yet it remained unfinished
you know like
half sunset view
half-moon night
undone.
and maybe
uneaten pizza slices
or refused macaroons.

-SHREYA

By Shreya Sharma

I read poems. Sometimes I write poems. And when I am doing nothing, I am sipping coffee.

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