Cosmic Coffee
Cup in hand. The universe whispers.
Black holes in my brew, stars in my sip.
Do you taste the galaxy spinning?
Or is it just the sugar grinning?
Cosmic coffee take me away.
Milky way morning's moon or latte.
Every sip's a galaxy, every drop's a dream.
Cosmic coffee, life's not what it seems.
Moon swirl in cream, constellations stir.
Caffeine shooting stars, pots all a blur.
A nebula flavor, bittersweet espace.
Pour another cup of stardust. Let the planets melt and flow.
Gravity's pulling you closer. But the coffee says let go.
Cosmic coffee take me away.
Milky way morning's moon or latte.
Every sip's a galaxy, every drop's a dream.
Cosmic coffee, life's not what it seems.
Cosmic coffee take me away.
Milky way morning's moon or latte.
Every sip's a galaxy, every drop's a dream.
Cosmic coffee, life's not what it seems.
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