Coffee And The Rain

A light drizzle  Just a drizzle..  I run to my kitchen With one thing in mind I need my coffee  Never have I felt what it feels like Coffee, the rain and a bit of music  I've heard people say it's heaven  I've heard people sing about it But how I yearn to feel it The hot coffee in hand, and the rain no more I walk to my room in remorse Circe stared at me from the bookshelf  A sip of my coffee, a whiff from the book Coffee and rain wouldn't come even close..  Circe told me her father's chamber shone like the sun But with the sun in my eyes and coffee in my hand, my smile shines brighter _________________ Oajaswini S