Wednesday, September 18, 2013

A love like this

The taste of you still lingers on my breathe
I think about when we will meet again
Enamored with your full body, your sensual aroma
I take you in and I need more of you
My heart beats so fast at the mere thought of you; I find your absence distracting
When I first wake, all I can think about is how badly I need you [i n s i d e o f m e]
My hands tremble until I meet your warm embrace again
With every sun that sets and every moon that rises, I think about when we will meet again
For you are my pillar on which I lean and
Without you I sometimes feel that I might die.

Coffee, I love you.


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