Café Au Lait

The light shiver you send down my spine

With my every dainty sip

The gradual warmth that percolates on mine

Along my resting soul it nips


Like tasting a drop of the midnight skies

Stirred with the soft smoke of the milky way

Sugar stars attract taste buds as it veers and flies

Brewed umber potion constitutes my day


The elements colliding into perfection and quintessence

Sucking me into a black hole of sweetness and indulgence

But I still like that little bitter aftertaste left on my tongue

Like the farewell kiss of a dark angel, as it sings its last dulcet song.


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