Soft like the feather, fierce like the fire Calming like the breeze, raging like the volcano Fleeting like the dew, forever like the ocean Sometimes, sometimes that A bunch of paradoxes Take me as I am or watch me as I go!
I stopped aspiring to become my favorite teacher, my next-door aunt, my distant cousin or even that random stranger for you see I got a li'l too busy unbecoming all that I am not.
Filled to the brim Aroma wafting across Spilling beans stashed in forlorn chambers Crushing, pounding Bringing out its essence Slurping on the froth Magic indeed brews over a cup of coffee