morning coffee
morning coffee ----------------------------- a dip into this cup and then a stare upon your mocha lips; a sip and then a puff, while you are there the one with the warm grip upon my lungs i drift a glance and you play your stir turning Saturday into a whisper your eyes slowly kill me within easier than tars and nicotine and i can't look away a drop of nonchalant insanity blending with this morning coffee while there's still smoke stuck in the air before the dawn may flop before you're gone i drift a glance and you kiss the filter turning Saturday into a whisper your eyes slowly kill me within easier than tars and nicotine and i can't look away even if it burns my tongue and you're the last taste that i'll remember just before it leaves me numb a caffeine kiss in haste, then i'm sober so now you look at me and say the words so stale yet bittersweet and i can't look away i can't look away
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