Poetry

The Mister…

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He called to me from across the room.
I was busy — lost in another world.
He needed my attention —
He needed my affection.

With a gurgle and a few sputters,
He interrupted my state of distraction,
Sending alluring aromas in my direction.
He knew I wouldn’t be able to resist.

Instantly,  I returned to our world.
Gliding over to him as though entranced, 
I poured him into my cup.
He was pleased to see me, but yet he pouted.

Disappointed, he often wonders
Why I can’t handle him minus additives.
He wants to be my everything —
The only one to satisfy me.

But in fact he should be flattered
He’s more than I can handle.
I desire him, I crave him,
But small doses of him work best.

I savor his essence
As he flows through my veins.
We are one now,  he is special to me,
I strive to let him know this,  every day.

Coffee,  I love you! ☺

 


Image source: Google images
Contents compiled: November 6 2016
Originally published: November 6 2016
Copyright © 2016 Moylom Enterprises


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20 thoughts on “The Mister…”

    1. Hahaha, glad you appreciated my little twist! Coffee and I have a pretty intense relationship! Can’t help but write about him from time to time 😁

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