Love is like A hot Cup of coffee A beaut On the rainiest And sunniest Of days Warm Like the steam On top Bittersweet From the caffeine And the sugar Special Like a handcrafted Piece of origami But just like every Cup of coffee The warmth fades And the flavor Disappears
You might say that a cup of coffee is such a simple thing to compare to love. Well, making and nurturing a cup of coffee is everything that love is for me.