For My Little Day Dream

for my little day dream


for my lovely day dream
coffees fine
with real cream
i'm not lying

and maybe even a roll
i mean a real one
my little doll
the kind that passes by my tongue

wait that didn't sound right
my little doll
i mean the kind that rises in the oven
that kind of roll

wait that didn't sound right 
either my little doll
no, the kind that's glows
that kind of roll 

so buttery and sweet
crusty and finger food
makes for a good bedtime treat
when you're in the mood

wait
let me get it straight 
no not that
i mean just one little coffee date
chewing the fat
wait that didn't...

connie pachecho

1/15/17
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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