coffee

Red  and purple dark brownto black hues , colors of contrast and orgami  folds and colors of huesRobust flavor that enters each nostriland tickels my nose receptors. you enhale all of it beautiful , savory smellit is bliss. Like  a dream of clouds and endless scapes of cities to explore it has taken me to an exotic island with palm trees,  trickle  breezes, ocean water that tickle my toes , I am in heavan.Ground to dusty chocolate bar like taste its become my favorite  drink without haste . Across my pink lips I savor  each drop in pure  and adoration in each drop. carmal latte vanilla creme hard to pick from  a dream. so sad and meloncoloy when it is gone it is like I can  not function.

 

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