Coffee
My love for you will be
Like your first cup of coffee in the morning
I might burn your tongue
If you’re not careful
But I promise to warm you up
I might give you the shaky hands
If you’re not careful
But I promise to give you the energy you need
One serving of me might not be enough
So please ask for more.
Take as much as you need.
But please remember to refill the coffeemaker.
This poem is about:
Me