Cup of Love

Cup of love I create you And consume you Every day Froth you Grind you Tamp you down Extract all there is From your little bean Pour it into your frothy foam And that first sip of heavenly you Makes me love life Yesterday I noticed Your heart rose to the surface After my first morning kiss And I took a picture to show the world Someone loves me But as I was cropping and zooming I noticed what I thought was a black hair Running over your rim Gross And not mine (like the ones left on my pillow) Upon further inspection Though I realized it wasn't a remnant Of... bittersweet But you were cracked From top to bottom Broken You're a broken thing Can only broken things Love me? Should I care Broken thing? To hold a butterfly and Not hurt its wings So delicate So fragile I can't hold you closely Even when your so Feathery soft You tickle my heart Fly--fly away--love Before I break your wing Or you waste your magic dust On anything that could drag you down Like this cup that loves me That I'm sure I broke in some Careless, clumsy manner And never knew Never would have known Until it fell apart in my grasp