Coffee. You beautiful Brown inky bastard.
I love you.
If I didn’t wake up with you every morning,
I don’t know what I’d do.
Your taste. Your aroma. Your silky smooth caress.
My lips.
You wake me up. You make me creative.
Make me…
Me.
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right there with you on that
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