One sip of that taste of coffee.
Will heal my body and soul just like a remedy.
You're just what I need, when I wake up to start my day.
Because you give me love and energy in a special way.
Whoever says that coffee doesn't make you an addict is telling a fiction.
Because somehow, someway, you are my secret addiction.
It's like I need you, being without you is never a mans option.
I love the vibe and feeling around you essence of being in heaven.
You taste so good with oils and extra cream.
Just one more sip, will have me blundered in my own dream.
Just one more sip and I'll feel alright.
Keep hope,care for me and care day and night.
I was dry, like the desert in the Egyptian lands.
Your sounds of sprinkled chocolate is like chanting jazz bands.
I thank you for quenching the thirst in me.
Because your kiss is my cup of coffee.
_________________________________________
Love
_____ =Eternal
soul
Comments
jennifer | June 15, 2009 - 10:44
Nice use of extended metaphor.
The full stops are often extraneous and stop the pome making sense. Either leave it out at the end of the first lines of each stanza or use a comma, whichever is more appropriate, I think.
J x
Beeme | June 15, 2009 - 15:47
I really like this Pinda, I like your 'thirsty' poem aswell (:
good work and great love imagery.
Beeme x
pinda | June 15, 2009 - 17:38
Thanks Jen,I'll take that on board
pinda | June 15, 2009 - 17:40
Cool Beeme,glad you enjoyed it.:)Glad you liked thirsty aswell.I enjoyed writing that one,if you know what I mean.
Beeme | June 16, 2009 - 14:05
LOL, that line sounds familiar (-; Also your racism poem is really great, I don't know why I'm commenting here, not here but I really enjoyed it. (:
Best wishes
Beeme x