Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Upon waking, I
need you with desperation;
crave your liquid touch.

Tantalizingly
your scent wafts throughout all rooms,
coaxing me to come.

Drink in dark essence,
savor taste rolling ‘cross tongue;
lap at your surface.

Quench my drowning thirst,
fill me, flood me, bittersweet.
I am your addict.

lovely (sexy) entendres

mmmm, coffee.

~westcoast

Oh yes...I must have it at least one...no two... pots a day.

And thank you so much.