Consumed by Coffee

All things in life,

all places,

all times,

all versions of me,

are made better

with coffee.

Coffee

is the clock

in which I

measure my days.

The time that passes,

and the value added.

From the first sip,

to the last glug,

it is my

steadfast companion

in all things.

And

if you seek

to unlock

the treasures

of my heart,

you will find

the key

in coffee.

Comments

Sinking Ships

Can somebody please tell me how to fix this sinking ship? Because I'm exhausted. I've given my all to bailing out these frigid waters, fighting against the relentless surge. I waste every breath, every thought, every effort, to confining an endless tide. I cannot stop. But I'll drown out here, cold and alone, if I don't pause, find the source and fix this broken vessel. So teach me how to plug the gap before it kills me.

Her

She has the kind of face to write poetry about. To spill words like ink on page after page, searching for a way to describe it. And yet, there are never enough words. Their meaning, feels meaningless. I could travel to the furthest reaches of every continent. Dive to the deepest depths of the seven seas, or soar to dizzying heights above the tallest trees. And yet, the world would feel dull, in comparison to her. Even in a thousand lifetimes, hard as I try, I wouldn't ever find a single sight more beautiful than her face, nor a string of words capable of capturing that beauty. Because nothing has ever or will ever be more beautiful to me, than her.

Too much

I would lie on burning coals, scorch my soul, if it spared your feet from the heat. I'd devote my hectic days, and sleepless nights, to making yours just a little brighter. I would give my every cent, happily spent, to make you smile for a while. All I ask in return is to always feel beautiful, wanted, treasured, and adored. To know, without a single doubt, that I'm yours. Your one and only, now and always. So tell me, honestly, am I asking for too much?

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