Her skin dark brown
Her love is like coffee.
Intensified soon as it tastes my mouth.
Quick sips taken as its burn is one not to forget.
The aftertaste lingers on throughout the day.
The rush is manic
The never ending thought of you.
As time wears, the scold wears thin
An enjoyable fixation.
Missing you.
The romantic meeting of lips
Yours and mine, without need for creamer nor sugar.
The taste is bold. Reflections of your eyes and mine.
It stains. Remembrance of you
I love the essence. The aroma that leaves me craving for more.
I can’t wait until we meet again

by Kewayne Wadley

Model: Alex & Michael