Coffee and kisses in the morningA Poem by ronCoffee and kisses in the morning
Quietly I get out of bed and walk to the kitchen, scoop in the grounds and add the water.
The smell of it fills the house, while the rich color takes me on a ride.
Poured into a cup, only your favorite will do.
Quietly I walk in and see you sleeping like an Angel, I put the tray with the coffee on the table and watch as you wake up.
Before your eyes open I kiss you softly. When yours open I hold out your cup...
Good morning my sweet Angel, coffee and a kiss, just like you ordered. © 2014 ronReviews
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