He is Coffee

He is so bitter, but there's just something comforting about him that makes my heart sink into this type of love.

Your actions and image in general are such a tease

When you lift your head upward

I see your lips curl slightly 

And you look at me

And dear god when you look at me

I dream through the present

I want to move to your jet black hair

I want to embrace you into a kiss

How dare you

To get away with carelessness as I scream in my head

I think

Hold me, kiss me, touch me

You get close enough 

That my heart feels like a criminal in black

Chained arm and arm.

It wants to escape so badly

But then you get so close

You look down and when you look back up

And chuckle,

My skin scrubbed in rose petals

You said something, but I wouldn't hear it

Over the thump of my heart

And when you left I was left breathless

Oh.

I really hate play boys.

Author's Note

3am poem

Reviews

[JMaster1]

I love night poetry , those poems are the best

[Peaches]

THANK YOU! I'm so glad you like it! :)