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.