meet me in heaven
we'll talk over coffee
maybe if you're lucky,
you'll taste my visions...
chocolate in motion
silky sweet searing my lips
a constant haze swirling
feeling the steam envelope my mind
I am exposed and the effect is explosive
I find myself in the caffeine
driven from that emotional high
brought awake via information
we are drops together
splashed to reality
thinking of gecko
crawling along the floor
and it is paper on the table
the pen is driven to pages
to writing
to anything
and the only thing we see
is what we hear
and what we sense is near
it is the relaxation we believe exists
because of the hot irons on your chest
but of course
you're only here
for the coffee.


.-thanks to etouffee for the -perfect- title-.

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