She's my cup of coffee,
Rich warmth, mornings,
She's sweeter than toffee,
A touch possessing ease.
Moon made love to, night,
She, the offspring, my star,
My true love, my true light,
My soul mate, a soul sister.
"Cup Of Coffee"
Drew Poetry
~Andy Mwalasha
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