Pumpkin Spice

As the golden brown liquid passes through me it warms me, like I'd been slow roasting over a fire of love. The smell that of a crisp autumn night. Out of nowhere it hits me, like I'd been punched in the face with a first of flavour, the exhilarating taste of creamy pumpkin and rich espresso. Although I'm not a white girl, I love Starbucks