Coffee

My love for you will be

Like your first cup of coffee in the morning

 

I might burn your tongue

If you’re not careful

But I promise to warm you up

 

I might give you the shaky hands

If you’re not careful

But I promise to give you the energy you need

 

One serving of me might not be enough

So please ask for more.

Take as much as you need.

 

But please remember to refill the coffeemaker.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

joseph is life

So cute.

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