Its a wee hour of the morning
thoughts drift over your way.
Been missing you last night
but I wish you a blessed day.
Coffee, hot and full flavored
like I feel 'bout you right now.
My heart is poofed with "US"
presenting you with a bow.
Thoughts seem to overwhelm
playing a video of our love.
Sharing freely with each other
fits like a brand new glove.
With each sip I'm tasting you.
Your aroma is nothing less
than a sensual massage
enveloping me with the best.
In this early hour of the morning
many pleasant thoughts abound.
Coffee with the sunrise and you
such treasures I have found.
Del Cano 2005 July
5 comments:
Hi Spencer,
You are always asking me to read your poetry.. Well my conscience got the best of me.... so here I am. This was a lovely write indeed!
Hugs!
Silvia
Hello again...Thanks for the poem in my e-mail I liked it very much. I like this poem as well. Your writing is amazing. How do you write so wonderfully ?? I wish someone would write poems that were inspired by me. The woman who inspired this is lucky. Your writing is quite intense. You write in a very sensual way. Thanks again for the poem.
Sigh......This is just awesome!!!!!!!!!!I have read this , oh about 50 times now....I just really love the feel of it....Bravo!
like da coffee balack, palease ! ;) early mornings, room temperature coffee, company in the heart *sighs* what more can a human being ask for? thank you for YOU !!
*hugs*
sue
Simply beautiful!
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