the warmth
in my mouth.
that rush
through my veins
making my heartache
my pulse quicken
my head-
just a bit dizzy.
my legs-
just a bit numb.
my tongue
years for more
more of you
right now.
now.
i can't wait anymore.
this is torture.
seriously.
i'm in hell.
waiting for you.
i just want to shout
to this giant crowd of people
"how hard is it to make a latte, fuckers?"
i love you, coffee.

Author: Pamela Ribon

the warmth<br />in my mouth.<br />that rush<br />through my veins<br />making my heartache<br />my pulse quicken<br />my head-<br />just a bit dizzy.<br />my legs-<br />just a bit numb.<br />my tongue<br />years for more<br />more of you<br />right now.<br />now.<br />i can't wait anymore.<br />this is torture.<br />seriously.<br />i'm in hell.<br />waiting for you.<br />i just want to shout<br />to this giant crowd of people<br />"how hard is it to make a latte, fuckers?"<br />i love you, coffee. - Pamela Ribon



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