July 21, 2011

Wicked Bean Dreams

The subtle scent of coffee on his breath tantalizes my nose
whenever he leans over to speak.
Making me wonder if Juan Valdez ever knew
how much of an aphrodisiac his Java juice is.
I envy the liquid coffee beans,

which have caressed and danced

upon those taste buds.
Doing things within that lush mouth

that I have but fantasized of.

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