Beautifully written!

the warmth we receive from a loving person cannot be replaced.
That is why the longing for them is so strong

This is amazing
but I still wonder who was singing
did u mean Fairuz?
did u mean Fairuz the singer in your poem or somebody else?? I don't know but those wonders makes the poem much better read for me.

Keep it up =)

Haha, ya Max. Fairuz the singer. I love listening to her in the morning :)

Aha makes much sense now lol

I love her singing too it is something you won't find again =P

Great poem Meme, I have to say I smiled when you inserted the cup of tea as I have been reading a lot of coffee poems lately and wondered who would bring tea into it lol.

Lovely work and beautifully penned.

Meme this is beyond beautiful
The way you express yourself is unique,

Meme this is beyond beautiful
The way you express yourself is unique,

This is such a lovely write from you...has that deja vu feel to it that I can't quite explain...you just sit in the morning listening to your music and wishing...

Me, Fairuz, and a cup
of tea .. Awaiting for you
to come across my mind
so my morning is complete.

^^^^

Like I said...cup of tea...nice music and alone with your thoughts...it was a great opening stanza.

In between every sip I realize
that I'm still falling for you. For
you kept me warm in winters.
You; my perfect cup of tea.

I loved the word play here...my perfect cup of tea well..yes it would be warm but your thoughts keep you warmer?

She sings, and I dream; of all
the mornings that never came
to life. She sings, and I ache
for the sound of your voice.

^^^^

This made me think you are, perhaps, waiting for a phone call but...you become impatient....what is stopping this person from calling...different time zone...work commitments...another reason....this made me wonder...maybe the call isn't even going to come today?

You became my winter; my
long nights, but I never tasted
the chill. I only drank the heat
of your love, and I was alive.

^^^^

Now you have changed to past tense here like it's over and is now just a memory?

Here I'm saying goodbye to
summer mornings; welcoming
autumn. But yearning for my;
lost in season, winter dreams

^^^

and this last stanza comfirms this in my mind and yet....you still hope.

Beautiful...without being over done!

There isn't much i can say about this piece that hasn't been said, other than the fact i love it, as always your word choice and flow is awesome and the images....oh my the images.....just a wonderful write from an epic poetess xx