Coffee+ me

What a kiss must taste like coming from her lips many wondered…

Her lips taste like a fresh pot of black coffee.

Her eyes shine like a drop of honey added to your morning brew.

Her veins pulse with the warmth that scorches your lips a little when you take that first sip.

Her smile is that of a gentle hug, the way you cradle your favorite mug.  

Her voice soothes, like blowing on a piping hot cup of fresh coffee. 

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