Cappuccino

Thoughts lost in frothy coffee cup
While hoping to be homeward bound
Spiraling emotions catch up
Thoughts lost in frothy coffee cup
So fast there is no keeping up
Memories echo without sound
Thoughts lost in frothy coffee cup
While hoping to be homeward bound
Where body and soul can rest up
Thoughts lost in frothy coffee cup
Infusing senses in each sup
My feet now need to touch the ground
Thoughts lost in frothy coffee cup
While hoping to be homeward bound

© JG Farmer 2016
Form: Triolet Sonnet
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