It started as a pending coffee
With a potential someone special.
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Now there are more literal dates
To my consumption of coffee.
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And if love is a plight
I fully expect to die.
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To me you are the sun
Waking from slumber.
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You are a blanket
I can curl under.
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The color of your soul is
The burnt orange of fall.
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Your sweet kiss the
Calm glow of firelight.
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Not quite an addiction
But you are the coffee I drink.
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Not quite a weakness
But you are the flowers I see.
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You are my teddy bear,
My cohort.
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In a one word description
I would choose comfort.
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Ashley Kirtman 