Coffee, tea or me?
I don’t like tea,
so let the tea be.
I love my coffee.
Just coffee and me.
The aroma of coffee
brings me much glee,
a beautiful sight
and pleasant delight
inside my coffee cup I see,
fresh brtewed coffee
just waiting for me.
Even though inside of me
it can cause much anxiety,
I can’t stop drinking my coffee
the love is way too strong for me.
I have more energy than I need,
but from my tiredness I am freed.
I love my morning coffee
and it waits in front of me
waiting patiently
for me to see
and drink happily.
My morning coffee,
makes me happy
causes anxiety,
too much energy,
fast talking and me.
Finished my first cup
Time for another. Fill it up.
“All I need today is a little bit of coffee and a whole lot of Jesus.” ~unknown
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I LOVE you.
You’re bi, too.
Also me,
I dislike tea.
Coffee for you?
I’ll make two
Cups of brew.
We’ll have a spree.
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Thank you for your poem. I love your poem. How fun. It made me smile. Thank you. Hugs, Sue ❤
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