You're the first thing I think of the second my eyes open each morning. The only thing that runs through my mind from the moment I wake, is getting my hands on you.
Feeling you beneath my fingertips, holding you, slowly drinking you in.
Feeling your warmth disseminating throughout my body filling me with your exhillerating energy.
The second you hit my veins, Its almost as if I'm being brought to life again.
There are so few words to properly express how badly I want, and need you.
My beloved cup of coffee.
-A.R.
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Random Rablings of a Lunatic.
PoesíaThis is a book of very random poems, of all genres. Some are based on events and some are just sheer fun. Hope you enjoy!
