I am addicted to you, my love

The way you make me feel

In the morning light, the rising

Of your heat against my lips

Your smooth taste, the passion

Of my existence, awakening my

Every sense, and then you’re gone

And I long to begin the day again

To feel this desire quenched, breathe

In the aroma of your sweetest scent….

 

 

Pour me another cup of coffee, would you…

 

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