The bitter smell of coffee
Flows trough the air
And the sweetness
Runs down my throat
And the warmness of it
Filled my stomach
And those all will disappear
But just like you
The memory of it
Will still deep in my heart                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                     
                
Nice metaphor. thanks for sharing, melvin