Coffee Dates & Sweet Charades

You had me at first sip.

Strong and smooth,

straight from the drip.

Latte hearts and burning tongues,

Maybe I thought you were my one.

Vanilla,

Brown sugar,

You were my lover,

dancing in the Americano dark.

Coffee dates and sweet charades,

I will never be the same,

My teeth no longer pearly white.

You had me breaking into

a caffeinated sweat.

Wasn't hungry, couldn't sleep.

Anxiety had taken over me.

My hands, how they would shake.

Warmth and passion

stay only for a time.

You took back your heart,

but still you have mine.

Macchiato loving

coming to a close,

an empty mug and lipstick stains

where my mouth once froze.