Adventure coffee
A wired galaxy of savored darkness.
The swirling dark liquid in my cup,
in my mouth. Ah, what soothing fire,
A plague upon sleep this coffee is.
Sweep sanity away , ye champion of caffeine.
Wither the coffee curves around blocks of ice
in my cup, or a hot steam gallops from the hot
liquid, I shall sip with affection and lust.
Sweep my stress away, ye champion of flavor.
Turn the jumbo into a jingle.
Turn the swamp into a river.
Turn the woman/man into a lover.
Yet I plead to every God,
and oath to every star,
Turn the water into coffee.
I sit here holding my coffee, hearing
an adventurer's words, vibrant to the mind.
To have and to hold, in sickness and health
for richer or poorer you may kiss the bride.
I bring the coffee to my lips & kiss the warm brew
at three in the morning. Kissing the black hot lips.
Happily awake.
Happily insane after the two-hundredth kiss.
I wake up from my nightly slumbers,
and begin to dream at the first sip of coffee.
Let Adventure coffee lay in some mountain's
shadow or some distant ocean surf where I can
never find it.
Drinking Adventure coffee, I know I'll live sweetly.
Drinking Adventure coffee, I know I'll die awake.
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BeantwoordenVerwijderenHenk van Velden