Dear Daniel
You will probaly never know this
Until it will be far to late, to know
Cause let's face it I am a coward
Speciallly, when it comes to you
But everytime you smile
My cheeks get
As hot as boiling coffee
And when you leave
As cold as a cooler
With the taste of latte
I have never felt like this
And I gues it all started
When you showed me
Your love for coffee
Since I desperately needed to know
When I have the name of your favorite
Of all these odd and weird coffees
a chocolate flavoured latte
~Mocha
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Coffee Notes
Poetry[✓] 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