A Poem about Coffee

Two days ago i found a blog called Shadowy-Dreams from Chhaya where I read some poems that she wrote. I challenged her to write something about coffee and today the poem is already floating...

The Perfect Lover

Waking up to the magic
tormented with the need
eyes still dreamy , in each fibre
of my being, I feel
Your smell, ever so divine,
kisses me softly
makes me go weak in my knees,
it makes me smile


Desperate for your warmth
touching my lips so tender,
soothing my nerves
my heart beats, just a bit faster
You make me alive
melting the pain
the sun shines brighter
when you run through my veins,


My reflection told me,
it was meant to be
The color of my eyes,
always belonged to thee.
Ripped from the life
Burnt for pleasure
Crushed by the world
the pain sets us free


You give me shelter
through the days so cruel
and keep me alive
through the nights insane
I am holding you close,
as the moon washes over me
Is there a lover like you
my dear cup of caffeine?

©Chhaya

Thank you Chhaya for this poem and keep writting your feelings and emotions

João e Chico