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Coffee, Tea Or Me?

I am here, again asking you, “Honey, coffee or tea?” not that I love to ask, nor I’m too forgetful. Indeed, to tell you the truth I would say, really I’d have it ready by the time you wake-up. It is not that I am not fully aware of what you like, you see but simply, I miss so much not hearing …you whisper, ere you go to work to my ear, teasingly, “Not coffee, nor tea but you…I want. Oh, kiss me, my baby!”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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