To all my conquests, past, present and future.
My coffee cup's a lighter shade of blue this morning.
Last night,
I transformed you into scalding dark coffee.
Now I can pour you into my cup,
any time, day or night.
Keeping my fingers on the cup ring;
I'll sense when to stir,
the amount of sugar you need,
when to take a sip
or let you cool off.
You melted in my voice, low and bright.
There's never a honest warning;
I'm a short, pudgy brunette, average
with great lips and a slight tan
to smooth over my thighs.
With a sparkle I keep in my eyes,
I'm charming, if not venomous,
to the man without morals.
Quietly, effectively, I show instead of tell.
You just didn't realize I've got the right words,
the achingly perfect images,
the best details
and the proper timing
for an unbelievable kiss.
Delilah Miller
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-lighter-shade/
