Sunday, March 8, 2015

I Love My Morning Coffee









Poem: Black Coffee

The look in your eyes,
the color of my coffee, black Coffee.
Intensely strong
takes away my thoughts
undressing me
without good intentions.
Hmmm every sip, is you.
Aroma so robust, all my senses tingle
leave me with the after taste, of you.
This taste, emotes passion, I truly adore
from just your look... black coffee
oh, how it lingers.


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