Brown-eyed Angel

He calls her his

Brown-eyed angel.

Her orbs resembling the coffee he drains

Down every morning to awaken his mind.

His body and soul already taken care of

Earlier that morning.

Like the espresso he adores,

He consumes her

Immensely

&

Often.

Once

Twice

Even three times a day.

“I need you,”

She whispers sultrily into his ear,

Demanding the adrenaline

His caffeinated companion unwillingly relinquishes to him daily.

He slithers a finger

Up and down her slit,

Sporting a devilish smile

Paired with a wicked twinge in his eyes.

He gazes at her,

Moaning and positively celestial.

My beautiful brown-eyed angel.