Carlos di Paulo

I will put the coffee cup down

For my lips long not liquid

Long for not even a cup

They long for another vessel

Come now and embrace me

Woman of my brown dreams

Come now and keep me from drinking

What is not tonight my desire

I rather be awake in your arms

Than in the realm of hot coffee

That sooner or later will be cold or gone

But not you…

 

©Carlos di Paulo Zozaya