come drink my coffee

over the rim of the cup
let our eyes
fornicate in the
cream and sugar
spread across
the table
between us

words
entangled,
naked honesty
wreathed only
by steam

we sip slowly
across our table
drawing out
the afterglow,
to leave
already thirsty
for more

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22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. warmginger
    Oct 30, 2012 @ 17:06:35

    Oh gosh, I’m going to have to turn the air conditioning back on now! πŸ˜‰

    Reply

  2. warmginger
    Oct 30, 2012 @ 17:38:59

    As soon as I stop laughing I’m putting the kettle on!

    Reply

  3. Ray Sharp
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 01:36:16

    sexy, but you already knew that

    Reply

  4. Ray Sharp
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 01:48:13

    you had me at fornicate

    Reply

  5. boomiebol
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 02:17:18

    Very nice

    Reply

  6. Cranux
    Oct 31, 2012 @ 02:58:31

    Oh, me so thirsty, oh me so thirsty . . .

    Reply

  7. Miss Kitten
    Nov 02, 2012 @ 12:01:42

    Reply

  8. Edward Hotspur
    Nov 05, 2012 @ 00:27:13

    I was just swirling my finger around the top of my cup, thinking about this poem… and smiling.

    Reply

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