Wednesday, 11 August 2021

I miss 

The smell of coffee 

On you


The way I used to transfer

It's aroma

To you


When you are still sleeping

I used to snuggle beside you

Caressing you with my tresses

Covering your mouth

With my earthy flavour


You used to grumble

But grab my neck

And press me beneath your morning hardness


The taste of coffee

Couldn't have been more heady

Than you.

©LR



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