I whisper your name, a velvet caress,
Like morning's first coffee, it's warmth you possess.Your gaze, a caffeinated surge, intense,
Awakening my soul, at zero expense.You simmer my blood, a molten brew,
Slow and sweet with honey's hue.Our love, a blend of emotions so bold,
Complex and deep, and cozy to hold.Dark or light, in every hue,
In bitterness, I find solace with you.Bold or bright, in every way,
You are my sun, my light of day.
YOU ARE READING
Latte Love Notes
PoetryA poem comparing love to the feeling of sipping on the morning's first coffee