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.