like a cup of coffee your presence is enjoyed at any time of day. I enjoy you best at midnight when the world seems to grow silent on our side of the globe. The sensual taste of your skin, a belle cinnamon-toned color to you. I take in the aroma that follows in your footsteps, the exotic blend of fuchsia with dark roasted coffee beans. There you are. Hot, steaming, and everyone here I am ready to enjoy you. Not everyone can have you the way I will. The envy of others, they’re desires unmet. The real reason why coffee is enjoyed more at midnight: It’s sensual. It warms me up and brings me to this state of ecstacy which I truly enjoy. It relaxes me after I finish it. It helps me find my path to the one place where perfection exists, my dreams. The coffee is only a means of finding myself back to the world in which I truly feel I was born in. Even there does that same cup of coffee exists. Only there is something different about it. The flavor, its taste is not the same. There is an overwhelming feeling that comes over me as I sip this cup of coffee and allow it to please me. Sometimes we have to be selfish and let ourselves be pleased. Its the caffeine that helps me relax, rather than remain awake. Why be awake in this reality when my reality is far more relaxing, less stressful and much more enjoyable? There is no reason to be awake. At one in the morning my world begins to rise, to awaken and re-live. I thank you for that. I will be honest, I only use you as my passport to paradise. I want to be inside of you…
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