Thursday, January 2, 2014

12 OZ DRIP TO-GO

Slender little paper
cup—blushing breath coquettish

up
from your awfully particular

and delicate mouth—
full of the the most bewitching

brew of exotic
dark

and black-
brown stuff—I'm wobbly but

I swear!
to god I could

hold out—I know I could
just put you down!

If only you'd agree
to stop—

always coming
out to very,

very
hotly pick me up!

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