With sugar, I sprinkle your tongue.
The cream is watered without sacrifice.
And the invitation for your coffee,
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
Bitter and sweet, but with a scent
an addictive, strong element,
and a quick, unexpected turn,
and we are the main roles.
Hearing and loud I hear your voice
and is compulsively strong to taste.
In it, but to one of my senses
recklessly dip, boil and boil.
It's hot, burning
and in speed, and we do not sleep,
because it cools in the glass
leaving dark traces there.
But actually...
I'm only drowning at dawn
when in a foggy twilight,
the aromatic notes in your mouth
they leave with a bitter aftertaste.
Goodbye and Kisses ...
