ThinkThink and convert
Make Mine Thoughts Real
Materialize what in my mind lives
Move my thoughts and achieve
Touch you gently until you think about me
Think so hard that you cannot separate
Both worlds, reality and thoughts…
I stopped for a moment
Your smile caught my attention.
Your lips parted showing
Showing just your teeth
Enough to shine in contrast
With the colour of your skin
But cinnamon is not my favorite
I drink the coffee better, sweet as you
Not bitter, with some creamer
To soften the impression
When imagining I was drinking you…
like coffee…
Sitting next to where I found
I found you woman, whose skin reminded me
How I long to dwell, and open my mouth
Lips attached to the smoothness of your skin
As porcelain feels, same as my cup
Even when the liquid warms the rim
And the inside burns with good reason
Because I warm it to the use and reason
To sip it slowly, like I savor you
So while I think about it, delighted
Your skin is still your skin, like silk
But with a great flavor, coffee…
©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya
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