After heating the water in the pot,
I pour it together with milk in the cup.
Taste the aroma and stop
To think what’s solemn in the trap.
Before, the aroma of a coffee
Splendid in my tee
Either black or white to be
In a magic in for me to see.
Waving my head thy wonderful tease
Blended in the morning gaze of piece
While lovingly zipping this wonderful chalice.
What’s the essence of this cup of milk in peace?
by Luis G. Asuncion
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