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Coffee

I like to drink coffee

I like to drink it, the cup caressing

Thinking about the heat, so familiar

Taking over my thoughts, this sensation

From the transferred heat unto my touch

Over to my remembering fingers

Resemblance to the warmth in your skin

As of when I hold you in my arms

The point is that you are within my lips

When the cup embracing as if it was you

Or grasping your body

As if it was a passionate loving vessel

In which to deposit all of these feelings

That drinking my coffee every morning

Takes over me…

 

©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya

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