I will put the coffee cup down
For my lips long not liquid
Long for not even a cup
They long for another vessel
Come now and embrace me
Woman of my brown dreams
Come now and keep me from drinking
What is not tonight my desire
I rather be awake in your arms
Than in the realm of hot coffee
That sooner or later will be cold or gone
But not you…
©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya
Carlos di Paulo 