God, I love coffee.
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Thursday, April 8, 2010
Mmmmm....
Cold fingers cradling smooth porcelain, the slim handle caressing the back of my hand. Steam whisping up, waking my senses, warming my lips, my nose, catching kisses on closed lids like a lover's breath on dreaming eyes. Sultry, crisp, complex, it taps the barest edges of sleep numbed mind. Softly stroking, lightly flirting until I look and smile and murmur satisfaction deep within my chest. I smile, softly, just for this moment, not caring if others see. Hard edge presses bottom lip, permission for curling aroma to unleash its magic as hot and creamy kiss my lips and awaken my untried tongue. Hints of bitter and rich fullness sweep past the tip, curl light sweetness along the cooler length of tongue, pooling, filling, swirling, bathing my mouth in perfection. Past my mouth and down my throat, heat infused beauty curls in my chest. Outside and in, caressed into wakefulness.
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*ahem* Maybe we need to leave you and your coffee alone... ;)
Great trivia about coffee at Lily's!
Veri word: skywoot
Hmmmm, what kind of coffee are you drinking?
@Chris: yes, please.
@Amber: Tall, dark, sexy, and Columbian. ;)
Heh, do you remember the signs Holiday had for a while?
"Wake up and smell the Colombian."
I always got the most amusing visuals from that one. :)
**shuts the door to Mia's office**
Hangs sign:
Please do NOT distrub.. Erotic Coffee drinking going on....
Hey Chris... Maybe that is what Mia is doing... Waking up with her Colombian...
@Chris: That just makes me think of rancid body odor. *shiver*
@Cecile: If you hear shouts and begging, DON'T come running. There's a hazel nut or two in here. *wink*
Hummmm... I might have to peek inside if I hear all of that... You know - just in case something is wrong, lmbo!!!
Now where did I put Mr. Folgers at... hummm...
Yup. Not the best marketing slogan ever. :)
"caressed into wakefulness"
I'm a big fan of that.
I drink an African blend with a lot of character, Miss Prose!
Tall, dark, full-bodied and rich...
OMG - I've seen the coffee you drink, little missy. It doesn't softly stroke, it bitchslaps you awake! That's some poetic license you've got going on there!
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