The touch of a fingertip down the spine; Your kiss tastes a little like coffee, more like sugar- Sweet, raw. And you undress me with your brown eyes... I fall in your arms- shaking, almost half alive. An ice cube between your lips, melts. Pearly beads all over my *******. And then we make love- You keep me half alive.
Oh how I miss you. I made coffee today, just the way you liked. Too sweet, a little too sweet. And I pulled down my curtains, and I let the smell of coffee intoxicate the air inside my room until all I could feel was you all over me. I miss you so much.