by Wandering Muse

Created on: December 30, 2010

it was music and poetry in a coffee cup;

saw your smile sitting there on the edge

the shape of your lips as you kissed the rim

parting, sighing, letting the morning in.

smell of coffee and cigarettes

you taste of dreams and happiness

you always let me in let me share your smile

you always give me thirsty greeting.

Loving your laughter, loving your groove,

you can catch me in such a smooch

with extra ooch

always lover.

Sleepy soft feather light touches,

deep hungry mouth on mine,

my face needs your kisses, lover

I like the way you brand me every time.

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