I will like to go to a café with you
On a mid-Wednesday morning like this
Sip on hot cocoa creamy smooth and brown as you
Nibble sweetly at bits of marble coffee cakes
Strawberry glaze staining my happy lips pink
*I was in the city on Sunday, and saw the name of a cute cafe, Bale Cafe, and this poem was born 
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I sense you in the air Where once you were A living breathing part of me Shades of you floating like butterfly trails My heart so briefly wanders to our once upon a time And I can't help but wonder How the hell are you these days?
Happy new month!!! May it be your best yet. Blessings
Your smell after that cold shower Splashes your cologne’s musky scent Into my heart’s weakest refrain It awakens senses wisely buried I can no longer help myself As Sunday night rips into Tuesday’s unrest Fatigue and warm desire subtly &softly collides
The thirst grows with each drop of snow Bumps like tiny points blanket in & around my inner thighs And tight hips Love and lust growing with each chill... Puffs of thick white air fill the outside scene And my cold sore lungs rise in anticipation Ample bosom beating faster than normal This wait for spring’s blossom and renewal is far past its prime
Your eyes partly blue and darkly brown softly pull me in Sweet & seductive I like you, so allow me to be honest Truth is I like you a lot The taste of you could be like warm sugar Slightly slapping and burning the back of my throat The part that your moist tongue could so easily tickle Like pink cotton candy on a summer noon Delighting my swollen navel through to my tummy But I must refrain Knowing your side effects is lasting Tempting and downright sinful (So) I keep watching from a far (unsafe) distance…
If I had a dog I would call her honey And feed her treats If I had a cat I would call her ginger Or maybe ginger And fish her good fish If I had a man I would call him YOU Or maybe love Daily feeding him with wet& juicy kisses
He shaved his head and trimmed his beard All the while winking at me from a mile away His glasses down to the ridge of his nose He grinned like that fellow Who stole a chunk of my heart several years ago
I walk hand in hand with you Through the garden of fresh desire Love blooming like red rose petals usher in spring The sweet fragrance of our (late) night air Droplets of silver rain gently trickle down Your soft palms melt into mine The thirst of a fortnight quenched In one passionate smooch
hot cascading waters beat on my arched aching back like fast rhythmic African drums gently letting my black hair down the fatigue stress& sweat of my 9 mile run slowly fades with the shower steams
Shapely legs of summer rain walked slowly past the corridor of my icy heart soothing soft as satin silk on my smooth shaded skin my icy heart faded to null& roamed right into your 12o'clock arms of spring pretty pink petals dancing before my grey colored eyes your scented steps left a trail of scintillating rainbow
