Like Kahlua and cream you soothe my mind,
I relax and think of you most of the time.
A quiet evening by the fire I’ll sit,
with you in mind while having a sip.
I feel the warmth and hear the crackling of wood,
wanting to pick up the phone and call, I know I could.
At work, I know you have much to do,
so I’ll sit, sip and wait, yes wait just for you.
Written: Sept.14/2008
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