Saturday, May 21, 2005

And on the eighth day, God created coffee

Dark beverage of desire
Steaming temptress
........beckoning
Pulse rate quickens
As the legal drug
Hits my veins

Ahhhhh.
Such nirvahna,
Such sweetly bitter delight.
My teeth grow stained,'
My stomach lining dissolves
My heart skips the occasional
...........beat

But still I drink.
Still I slurp.
Still I crave the 3 AM fix
The 32 ouncer from 7-11.

Only three more hours
Until Starbucks opens.

Coffee. My mistress,
My damnation,
My wondrous addiction.

Ahhhhh.....