I see you, we smile,
and then we sit.
Our coffees face another
next to the sugars and spices,
A duality –
you & I
sugar & spice
and our javas.
As I listen to your milky voice and
watch aromas from our cups gyrate,
I wonder what that tender, secret
spot on your neck smells like.
As I drink my coffee and caress the
richness of the beans within,
I wonder what your lips taste like.
As my fingers playfully dance
with the sugar, my eyes linger on yours.
I wonder how sweet you would feel.
As warmth of the cup permeates my hand,
I wonder how sensual your skin
would feel next to mine.
My coffee now empty,
all I can think about is
I say with warm smile
and twinkle in eye
Together we leave
(Photo courtesy of and copyrighted by andavis86)