I miss you all the time…
The thought of you is slowly
becoming my addiction
Like coffee, I yearn for your existence
to start and sustain my days.

Often times I wonder whose lips
are currently curved around your brim
Who’s taking in your strong aroma
Who’s basking in your sweet steam
Hoping the sips from her lips end soon

I can’t wait to take in gulps of you
each and every morning with my lips
curved and our bodies intertwined…
I miss you all the time…