Coffee with Me and Honey

Weird Poetry

I poured a bit of my soul

Into your morning coffee

As a sunrise with my name on it

Chased the nighttime out of your sleepdusted eyes.

We watched that morsel of me

Melt along with a teaspoon of melon blossom honey

And my gooey little hummingbird heart

In your chipped oversized mug.

After you added some rich cream to lighten the raven-black mixture,

You took a big gulp,

And I bet that was the exact moment when

You felt me hug you

From your insides.

~~~

❤👽

~~~

*** Whatever happened to a simple double-double? Doesn’t anyone just drink coffee-flavoured-coffee anymore? ***

*** This coffee is what ‘hygge’ feels like. This coffee is what a drinkable bonfire feels like. This coffee is what soft slow lovemaking when the winds are blowing so hard and so cold outside it makes the walls and the window sills shudder… feels like. This coffee is what a warm entanglement feels like.***

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