In an afternoon of this weekend, sun shining all through the room.

I put two scoops of coffee beans into the coffee grinder and press the button. The strong smell of coffee makes at me in a sudden and then runs over the whole space! With inpouring of one cup of cool water, the coffee maker works, red-light shining, as well as the deep coffee liquid poppling in the white cup, which shapes a beauteous drink of whisht reflection.

I drunk, because I am lonesome; I am lonesome, and who will console me?

Since you leave me, the loneliness dances with me.

This is the melody sang by Power Train (a Taiwan pop-rock band). Repeating dusky vocal, fierce overwhelming strains of electric guitar, this is the melody named as Drunk Tango, runs through the room to the top of its bent. With profoundly unlimited aroma of coffee, the song goes on in gusts, just like the endless billowy mood surging in my mind.

I love this black coffee, love his thick bitter taste, love his mellow smack, love his selfless release of passion, and love his calmness and profoundity a fortiori, waiting stilly for the true appreciation of love.

Our life always has to be desolate for this kind of reticence, and has to be isolated for this kind of ebullience. However, life is also enjoyed by us for this kind of calmly aftertaste, with strong and infinite spirits. This may be the reason for my love at first touch with the opera Carmen, performed by Agnes Baltsa and Jose Carreras, as well as movies Original Sins and Evita performed by Antonio Banderas, and the songs of Ricky Martin etc.

Hearts-blood paces up and down in the endless waiting, crooning, expecting, just for the next moment of passionate burning.

How could I get along without you?

The dreams of yesterday, just like your dimples; there are memories of you and me

For this drunken Tango, oh please do not efface it at all

The flaming heart fire, the caffiec gentleness, the dense lonesome life, are all rock with me and this blue melody, staring at the deep blue sky in the long remoteness, and the further shadows of times and space. I am intoxicated in the pondering recollection and balderdash.

The sunlight outside is so brilliant with charming white clouds. It seems that the snow and wind chill of yesterday never shows ever. Furthermore, the viridescence all over the mountains and plains grows in such a striking pace. I am bursting to exclaim the blazing perseverance of life and breakthrough of everything on earth!

Yeah, I am in deep love with this world, with this life, and with every step of the miriness and floweriness. Thanks for all these things, we are aspiring after regardless to all hardness, and waiting regretless without complaint. Let us spend all our lives to weave the glorious dreams, singing and reveled in love to each other. Even if the intense bitterness of coffee is still burning our souls, the eternal redolence is warming our flesh and spirits at all times.

I wept, because I am longsome; I am lonesome, and who will console me?

Since you discarded me, the teardrops consort with me

This sentence of Tagore is my favorite: “I have suffered and despaired and experienced death but I am glad that I am in this world.”

How could I experience the warmth of sunlight without the test of rainstorms? How could I win your true love and appreciation without the tolerance of hardships?

To be in love with somebody, just like our sacred fire to this world, no matter badness or goodness, no matter tartness or happiness, no matter grayness or gorgeousness, we all take it as granted without regret. Simply, following with the steady times, we are walking, passing, weeping, smiling and singing in this long trudge, devoted and persistent as before. No resentment, and no doubt.

How could I get along without you

The dreams of yesterday, just like your dimples; there are memories of you and me

For this drunken Tango, oh please do not efface it at all

Drink off all coffee in the cup, I am drunk with this impassioned sweetness, melting together in this earthliness.

I am drunk because I am lonesome. I am drunk because I am in love with you.

I am drunk because I never forget all these times living with you and the delicate black coffee.

Michelle, on Apr 23, 2006