In the morning the day awakens,
the aroma of coffee dances in the air,
like a sweet whisper that envelops me,
It's you, love, my eternal delight,
your kisses are notes of a soft melody,
that leave the echo of a deep taste,
an intense coffee, my own fantasy.
Your lips, fire, mystic and serene,
have the strength of a bold espresso;
when you kiss me, they melt my veins,
like a black coffee, without respite, without peace.
I love bitter, as I love your laughter,
the essence that intoxicates every corner,
like in the cup, the warmth in the rush,
where coffee and you are my adoration.
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