To sink or to swim
Both options would recharge me
Coffee is my fuel
To sink or to swim
Both options would recharge me
Coffee is my fuel
So, coffee or tea?
Both go down smooth. I can’t choose.
With both, I can’t lose.
You are my morning’s cup of coffee
The day does not progress without a taste of you
The hands of time hold no value unless I’m holding you
Making it conceivable to perceive the thoughts of others
One cup of you is never enough I always want another
I hear nothing until I’ve heard your pot call my kettle black
A fact–I think about you while I take you in
A moment on the tongue and you are forever on my mind
I slow down while you go down only to ensure it lasts longer
And when the day has ended
I reminisce about how it began
Eager to inhale your scent tomorrow and every day after