Taste

The languid movement of my hand

As it draws near the edge of

The vessel of your warmth

My hands inch closer

And closer

Until I bump into the finality of a caress

A sudden jolt caused by the sweltering heat

Of the hesitant touch of my fingertips

To your sides

I take you as you take me

Breathing slowly

Inhaling your familiar musk

I love this

I love how easy it is to gulp you

And feel you in my veins

This is how I prefer

To start my mornings

With the gullible surrender brought by

Coffee