My Coffee
Two steaming cups of tempting brew; one for me and one for
you. At a cozy little table made for two. His words are better than the most
potent dosages of caffeine. I can drink him in bitter, I can sometimes have him
sweet. But he needs no additives.
Never had I imagined falling in love with such a mature man.
And his maturity is the best part, it would always calm down the storms,
especially for me, who is afraid even just for a little rain.
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