Wednesday, June 4, 2014

Open a coffee house

When I was a little kid I wanted to open a coffee house,
I knew the name the place I knew it all,
Right in between our two towns,
Right next to all the places we've been too,
There were all the people pass by that we relate too,
In my mind I cab already walk trough it,
With gallery art hanging on the walls,
Red sofa's en Brown pillow a beige wall,
A room filled with the smell of fresh baked cookies, coffee and caramel,
As I turn around in that dream,
You open the glass door and walk towards me,
You Greet me and give me a hug a cheek kiss,
I had it all,
My dream as a kid and my dream now,
I had it all and ever more,
I had you...

books and coffee my biggest love...

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