Cheers darlin’

cheers darlin’

here’s to you
my last toast of
dark hot brew

after the summer sky
dies, and words in
my blood
become cold and
wise

i will drink
you to freeze
myself, just like
those alive and
broken few.

Cappuccino

I saw a steamy
hot cappuccino
waiting, in front
of me.

soon enough, her
owner held her up
and the series of
unfortunate events
started.

click. YAAASSSS. post.

“hold it like this.”
“look lost, like
you’re thinking about
how good it is.”

damn right, she is
pretty good.
beautiful, indeed.

few more click and
taps later, the hearts
started pouring in.
sadly enough, the noise
of her owner’s escape
blinded the silent art of
a hot brew.

I felt bad.

for her.
for she wasn’t
warm inside
anymore.

Come on in my kitchen

come on in my kitchen
i’ll show you
what flavors you are
missing
from the richness of
a land far way
to the very essence
of kissing.

i’ll let you stir
the boiling pot
while i smell
your hands holding the brew
and lick the dripping
coffee, off your
espresso lips
even before you have a clue.