[✓] Can a boy really consist of so much coffee, that you fall in love with him.
Mocha believes so, she is just not sure if he is returning the favor.
Ranked #137 in Poetry & #239 in Short Story
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Dear Daniel
- Earlier today you woke me up Small rocks on my window Such a cliche thing But my heart did a flip,neverless As I saw your cheeky smile
- You said come down And I escaped out of there Landing in yourcoffee embrace You always seems to smell of it Always a tiny hint of it there
- You took my hand Dragged me along to Starbucks You ordered your usual black And one for me too As if you knew I wouldn't disagree
- As we walked around in Central Park The sun began to rise above us Glowing on our coffees and in your hair Making both things turn golden brown You looked like an angel, smiling
- A golden magnificent angel That made my heart beat unsteady And my hands to be sweaty And I am sure it wasn't for the coffee You are an angel in brown and gold
