I have eaten
the COLD BLACK COFFEE
that was in
the icebox
and which
you were probably
saving
for breakfast
Forgive me
it was delicious
so sweet
and so cold
--
sitting in the library and drinking cold black coffee. i don't know why it taste so good, but it does!
i hope you caught the sexual innuendos in this poem of mine.
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