Posted by Rich Magahiz Fri, 09 Jan 2009 13:04:00 GMT
The password, of course, also ‘coffee.’
I want to taste that strong black coffee.
I met someone, skin black as coffee….
steam rising from two mugs of coffee.
The smell of someone brewing coffee.
but could not hide the stain of coffee.
bisects the surface of my coffee.
let it be a place with good coffee.
a tiny plot planted with coffee.
It brought but oxygen and coffee.
I need a couple cups of coffee.
poisoned, they say, by so-called coffee.
terms burning hotter than fresh coffee.
“Your misdeeds call for tepid coffee.”
she laid schemes to get hold of coffee.
but the one they forgot was coffee.
You take your God. This fool takes coffee.