you're the caramel to my coffee
your sweetness, so soothing to taste
you're the sugar
the cream
your cup of coffee never fails to bring a smile onto my face
i don't care what time of the day it is, i will always want your cup
my coffee is black
soft and plain
bitter to taste
the mocha
i wasn't important
my cup of coffee wasn't good enough for you
you tasted me once, maybe a couple times
i used to drink you slowly
get every flavor in
enjoyed every sip
you brought warmth into my heart
and as soon as i could get my hands onto you, i would savor you everytime
you used to drink me fast
you swallowed me up like i was a good-for-nothing
you didn't savor me at all
i hope i at least burnt your tongue
i wanted you to be the caramel to my mocha coffee
and you knew that
but my tongue is swollen
i didn't blow before i took a sip
and you hurt me
now i'm an iced coffee
cold
distant
uncommunicative
i miss savoring you
i don't care if we're both iced coffee
but now
will you please
be the caramel to my mocha iced coffee
i got inspired by another poem i read
and i want some coffee