Transparent ghostly steam
escapes into the chilled air
as I caress your warmth.
Indulging in all that I can
before your heavenly body
becomes cool to the touch,
I cup you in between
my long fingered hands
as you warm me to the bone.
Savoring every drop of you
I drink slowly,
never wanting you to end.
You are my best friend
in the late frosty night
or just before dawn.
I can have you any way
my little heart desires...
black, creamy or sweet.
You are my peaceful moment
in a world gone mad.
You warm my worries away...
Thank you,
my little cup o' Joe!
© Vivian
